LA_MERC_Andyconda
October 19th, 2005, 07:11 AM
Article from Gunnery Seargent Andyconda
October 19th, 2005
I woke this morning as I would any Wednesday morning. Warm shower and a hot breakfast were first on the to do list. As I showered off I realized I had gone to sleep extremely early the night before. I actually fell asleep before my one year old was put to bed. This would be at 1900 hours. My usual time for getting shut eye is 2400 hours. Sometimes later (or actually earlier depending on your time refernce). Some how I had hibernated through the entire afternoon and night. I felt saddened that I did not get to play my usual couple of hours or more of BF2. I felt ashamed. I felt depressed. Now I had to go to work for 9 more hours before I would get the chance to help my commrades take CP's. Then I felt worse. This is becuase I started to think of the fellow squad members that had to go it alone last night without my support. I felt like a deserter. I was AWOL. I thought about Goose sitting in the gunner chair in a Cobra helo saying "Andy where are you!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" or Diesel with the Marine sneaking up on his back with a knife to cut him and me not being there to DAO the punk in the back trying to sneak up on my squad memeber. Or Katherine not having a target to kill when she came back to rearm in the plane not realizing, "Hey, I'm on your side". I will muddle through the day in shame until tonight when I can redeem myself and add support to the MERC Squad and help it aquire best squad. I will be back.
Signed
Gunnery Seargent Andyconda (AWOL)
October 19th, 2005
I woke this morning as I would any Wednesday morning. Warm shower and a hot breakfast were first on the to do list. As I showered off I realized I had gone to sleep extremely early the night before. I actually fell asleep before my one year old was put to bed. This would be at 1900 hours. My usual time for getting shut eye is 2400 hours. Sometimes later (or actually earlier depending on your time refernce). Some how I had hibernated through the entire afternoon and night. I felt saddened that I did not get to play my usual couple of hours or more of BF2. I felt ashamed. I felt depressed. Now I had to go to work for 9 more hours before I would get the chance to help my commrades take CP's. Then I felt worse. This is becuase I started to think of the fellow squad members that had to go it alone last night without my support. I felt like a deserter. I was AWOL. I thought about Goose sitting in the gunner chair in a Cobra helo saying "Andy where are you!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" or Diesel with the Marine sneaking up on his back with a knife to cut him and me not being there to DAO the punk in the back trying to sneak up on my squad memeber. Or Katherine not having a target to kill when she came back to rearm in the plane not realizing, "Hey, I'm on your side". I will muddle through the day in shame until tonight when I can redeem myself and add support to the MERC Squad and help it aquire best squad. I will be back.
Signed
Gunnery Seargent Andyconda (AWOL)