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So I survived "punch day". I got a few good blows to the head in the first round (of three) but the second and third weren't too bad. In the end I came out looking much better than most of the guys there but I did get a bruised rib that hurt like crazy all weekend. Imagine sharp, localized chest pain everytime you breathe in or out or talk and you have how I felt all weekend. Fortunately, there was a medic at punch day who had motrin and when Chris and Amanda showed up, Amanda hurt herself picking up Rufus so we both advocated the picking up of advil for the weekend.
So Chris and Amanda. We had a good time this weekend. Went to Nashville, did more window-shopping than shopping and didn't destroy the bank account in the process, if you exclude Katie's trip to the health food store that went on the credit card. There's not a whole lot to say about it but as Katie pointed out, now that they've come and gone, the only thing between me and deployment is time.
I'm trying to spend this week not going insane.