People always talked to me about military recruiters as though they had some sort of tractor beam set up, and if you talked to them for more than 15 minutes they would lure you into their office, where they trick you into signing something, and then you suddenly discover that you've enlisted and signed away all of your personal freedoms without ever meaning to do so.
I turned in my enlistment papers back in June, and I have yet to sign away my personal freedoms, but my recruiter called today and we are apparently moving closer to that goal. He has found a spot for me as an interrogator. The language I have chosen is Russian, and hopefully next week I will know the when and where of basic training.
As for the running, I still hate it, but not quite as much as I did in the very beginning. I have had a break through where I've started to feel like I can actually breath while I running at this altitude.
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I want to go to Russia. Badly. So when you learn the language, and feel comfortable with moving around the country, maybe we can plan for a trip!
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