Taking A Page From The Book of 'Right On'

Farewell, San Diego. We had a rocky start, but we worked it out in the end. I look forward to our next meeting.

The only thing left is stopping in the schoolhouse to pick up my grad cert from the ECAT hotel, get my service record, and catch a plane at 2200 (10pm for you civies). The thing I guess I was dreading the most has passed and, unfortunately, I don't feel much better about it. The good things is that it's over and, depending on the results, I don't have to get pissed off at myself for another couple months. ECAT (my last class) was nothing. In fact, I question how it was worth an order modification to take it. Filling training quotas is always nice, I guess.

Hello, Maine. You're looking good today. Do you want to be friends?