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Wednesday, June 30, 2004

Another Experiment, If You Will...

Up to this point my blogs have been based entirely on my experiences during each day. I have chronicled these experiences in (some might say "too much") detail, and thus it takes me a while to write them each night. So, in order to provide more entertaining material for you to read, tonight I will experiment with the blog content by crafting it in extraordinary terms vaguely related to what really happened. Hope this works...

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WAKE UP, SOLDIER!

My head (and torso) bolted to a vertical position at the sound of my alarm sergeant. I scrambled downstairs, shoving a few eggs into my mouth as I brushed past the Mess Room. There was no time to lose; today, I was going to deal History a final, crushing blow...

The School Room loomed before me in the form of a great Boss on the final level of a some nameless arcade game. It appeared to be comprised entirely of paper, a white mass of wrinkles and words, constantly undulating in a hauntingly sentient manner. I hefted my trusty P-HB2 Pencicular Rifle; the only weapon in the world capable of conquering such a beast. Immediately it lunged at me with a powerful question. I dodged it, thought for a split second, and then defiantly filled in my answer on the confounded monster's back. Again it attempted to crush my knowledge with a battery of questions. They flew at me from all angles, straining the abilities of my mind to the very limits of human endurance. And then...he went for the kill. Pulling from his nearly depleted arsenal that most horrible of weapons...the ESSAY QUESTION. Pinned down, my wits at an end, I struggled with my fatigued mind, digging through neuron after neuron in a desperate search for the answer. And to my great relief, there it was, crouching elusively behind my Call of Duty strategies. I stabbed the paper villain with my response and sent him reeling back into the annals of Schoolwork from wence he came...never to return. At least until Fall, that is...

But the battles were far from over...

Joining up with my friend Evan and his brother Garrett, I was hastily redeployed to the dark streets of Tblisi, where the three of us donned sophisticated stealth gear. Our mission: to ascertain the whereabouts of a missing CIA operative, presumed dead. Every ounch of our skill and patience was put to the test as we navigated the crooked streets, and even more crooked guards. Combat was unavoidable, but we were able to handle confrontations quickly and efficiently, without raising any alarms. By the time the locals found the bodies, we would be long gone. Upon the completion of our duties in Tblisi, an ever more urgent matter required our presence, on a mysterious ring world in the middle of space. Our combat with the invading alien forces there was fast and furious, but we dispatched them with the ease that comes with long hours of experience in similar engagements.

Alas, before we were finished it was time for me to return home. The moon was as bright at my post on the Earth as it is in space, owing to our proximity to the full phase. It lit up the terrain in a beautiful blue glow reminiscent of early morning, but with the shadows of day. I now fall asleep with the light streeming lazily through my window. It is peaceful...

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Well, that was...interesting. And it ended up taking me longer to write that than a full blog. Figures...I guess I'll go back to the regular format. Unless you particularly enjoyed that...

-Goodnight, Folks!
Comments:
See, now that was an entertaining entry. Bravo.
 
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