Back in P-Tizzle

So, I show up at Fort Jackson in South Carolina to report for training, and they tell me they have no rooms. This was Thursday. Thank goodness for Priceline. I bought a pretty cheap ticket and flew to Portland the next day. I didn't tell my parents I was coming. I just strolled up and knocked on the window. They were surprised. So I'm in old P-town until Saturday morning. So, if anybody is driving to the beach or wants to go, you may as well swing by my hoose and pick me up. That's about it.