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Allamorph Thinks He Is So Smart
Anything I had planned on doing in the next four days has either been severely juggled or outright shot dead.
Got a phone call from AT2 this evening. Because I am shipping out on a weekend (or rather, staying overnight on a weekend and shipping out on Monday), there are gonna be a few things at MEPS that I won't be able to do Sunday, what with no one being there.
Instead, I have to make a prep-trip on Thursday. Tomorrow. Will leave the house probably around 2:30, meet with MM2 (the stopgap guy who's there until a replacement for MM1 is assigned) at three, head to Nashville, stay the night at their hotel (which is rather nice) get all the medical and other stuff taken care of Th/F, head back home Friday afternoon (hopefully), spend Friday night at home, spend Saturday at home, repeat the process on Sunday.
I think I just got Tony Stark's personal monkeywrench thrown into my gears.
FOUR DAYS AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH
