0815 hrs. Another day. Time to swear off wine. Getting sick of it. There's nothing else to drink but water and coffee. Oh yea, there's tea. Maybe I'll make a pitcher of iced tea today. It's pizza day. John and Mario are going to make it. Iraq has thrown a wrench in their plans to leave, by not allowing cars with Kuwait license plates to leave the country. If they go, they'll have to go to a city in Iraq to buy plates. Hussein is really being a brute. I hope the girls had a restful night in Baghdad. We were watching what few channels we can tune in, but didn't see anything about the busses arriving in Baghdad from Kuwait. Hopefully they will get out today or tomorrow. Maybe Claudette called you from Iraq. You should get my letter next week. Claudette did have it in her suitcase at first, but I asked her to keep it with her in case her luggage gets lost. Tomorrow is five weeks. Maybe I'll vacuum today for something to do. Sounds exciting, huh?
2320 hrs. Well, it's bedtime. Today, Adrian switched the antenna wires on the booster, and now we get five different channels. Five friggin weeks with one stupid channel, Iraq, because the wires were hooked up wrong on the booster. Just in time though, I think we've watched about all the VHS movies that were here. Something to pass the time in the evening. It was great to see an actual news show tonight. It wasn't too cool though, hearing that Iraq has a stockpile of weapons with anthrax virus. Maybe that's how he plans on turning Kuwait into a graveyard. I think the fool would still do it. I don't think we'll be playing games like we used to, since the women are gone. I don't know what difference that should make, but it has. Well, I'm going to bed. I love you. See you in my dreams. Pray with me.
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