Back in the I.R.A.Q.

i was planning on my theme for this post being the iRAQ, until i realized that mad tv beat me to that punchline ages ago. ah, well.

here i am, safe and sound as applicable, back in the correctional facility that is the phoenix academy, serving out the rest of my sentence. on the bright side, i managed to get more than halfway through before popping stateside for a breather, which is good, because i can only imagine the mindset i'd be in if i'd had to return with more than 50% of the deployment to go; "murderous" i do not believe would even begin to describe it.

to those of you whom i was lucky enough to see: thank you for a truly wonderful respite; from the first english department meeting of the semester to the bottle of bombay sapphire split but two ways on the cold and rainy beach, those fifteen days only reinforced how fortunate i am to claim such friends and family as my own. to those of you i did not see: had i not but a finite amount of time, our paths would have more than crossed; i apologize wholeheartedly. as it stands, i assure you all that you have priority for when i return from iran in a few years.

cheers!