We drink today, for tommorrow we die...

...in the hot 29 Palms sun. I tell, you, it's getting hotter every freaking day. And for whatever reason, I seem to end up spending more time in it the hotter it gets.

Oh, and we graduate tommorrow...so I'm happy. Unfortunaly, it's followed by all day field daying. Oh, well, in two days, I'm gone to see my wife.