Sunday, October 19, 2008

my life is a joke

me: sorry
  i just had a gigantic fridge delivered to me
  my life is a joke
  i just dont have enough distance from it to laugh
1:34 PM Meredith: hah ohh arie
 me: this little russian guy walked up the stairs to my apartment with an industrial size fridge on his back
  he gets in my apt
  pushes it through the hallway
  only to discover its so fucking big it wont fit through the doorway to the kitchen
  now my room has a really wide door for some reason, so we end up putting it in my room
1:35 PM so now i have a bed, a sort of closet, no furniture to speak of, and a monstrous fridge in my room
  which
  i cant connect to the electricity because i only have one outlet in my room and the ac/comp and every other electrical thing in my room is hooked up to a powerstrip on this one outlet and im afraid if i hook up the fridge it will burn down the building
1:36 PM so i have a monstrous useless fridge in my room now, thank you very much army
 Meredith: hahahah
  so you can just copy and paste that storry for the blog
1:37 PM me: good idea, i have been slacking on that
  ill do that right now
  

care of you


Some pics from the past couple of weeks:
The real army experience...



getting ready for the sergeant's trek

Leshnick taunting me with a coke i can't drink because im guarding


Aside from fridges, what else is new? well i flew in a black hawk helicopter a couple weeks ago, that was exciting, felt like a real soldier for a second. I got to shoot from a sharp shooter's gun and a machine gun, new toys are always fun. i had a 9k trek the other night at the end of which we got our infantry pins for our berets, one more thing you have to scratch and cut before wearing so it looks like you've been in the army forever and your not fresh out of your mommy's tummy.  The trek was pretty funny, its called the "massa samal", which i think translates to sergeant's trek, and its infamous because its very fast paced and its a tradition for the sergeant to fuck with you along the way. Did i mention the army is exactly like pledging for a frat? Anyways, back to the trek, after many delays a bus takes my unit with all our equipment to a field in the middle of nowhere. we get dropped off, we sit around for a good while and then finally the fun begins. Our sergeant gathers us in walking formation, does a little warm up, and then says with a devilish smile on his face: "this wont be hard, it wont be easy, welcome to the sergeant's trek" (this rhymes in hebrew and sounds much more devilish) and then he breaks out in a sprint and we start sprinting behind him in full gear for a good while and were thinking oh fuck were gonna sprint for 9k, but then inevitably he slows down a bit and we gather ourselves and realize its not so bad. The rest of the trek is still done at pretty much jogging pace, and after about 3k i switched with someone carrying the emergency water supply so i had all my equipment plus 15 liters of water on my back for a 6k jog. The last kilometer is done with open stretchers up a monstrous hill, at the top of which the sergeant turned around, had us go down the hill and jog back up it, with 3 open stretchers and the base in sight, it was one of the more demoralizing moments of the trek, but like all things, good or bad, it came to an end. We had a little ceremony, got punched in the chest, given our pins, and now were that much closer to being real soldiers, supposedly...