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The Berget Bugger Blues
Jun. 16th, 2005 01:13 amThe time is now 0202 on Thursday morning. I need to finish packing my kit for Berget, because we're leaving at four. AM.
And you have no idea how much I just don't want to go.
I've got more kit than I'll ever use, and due to the guy appointed commander of my platoon at Berget, my original character concept has been mauled beyond recognition. So - since, as an organiser, I didn't need to pay for my ticket and I thus have nothing to lose - I have formulated a plan. It may be cunning, but cunning isn't my forte at two AM.
I will return to my original character of an RMP major. If the CO objects, I just get in the car and go home. No loss to me - I don't particularly want to play the game, after all.
Oh, and for those who haven't a clue what I'm on about: Berget 4
And you have no idea how much I just don't want to go.
I've got more kit than I'll ever use, and due to the guy appointed commander of my platoon at Berget, my original character concept has been mauled beyond recognition. So - since, as an organiser, I didn't need to pay for my ticket and I thus have nothing to lose - I have formulated a plan. It may be cunning, but cunning isn't my forte at two AM.
I will return to my original character of an RMP major. If the CO objects, I just get in the car and go home. No loss to me - I don't particularly want to play the game, after all.
Oh, and for those who haven't a clue what I'm on about: Berget 4
