You know, I get that a lot. Apparently it's crazier to voluntarily go on a ship that's designed to sink than it is to run around the desert/jungle/anywhere but the ocean and risk life and limb on a daily basis. I don't know, I guess I'm so used to being on a submarine that I don't even give it a second thought anymore. Either way, here's a big ol' floccing Hooyah! (the Navy's equivalent of Hoorah!) to anyone who has the cojones to serve in any capacity.
I just took my Calc II final and rocked that martha floccer! And by rocked it I mean I got a D and a D overall in the class. D for diploma, right? I am happy to take the D since I wasn't even sure I would pass the class at all. Having this as a celebratory beer.
