I guess you might be able to say that this was my first day as a corps member, but yesterday felt pretty real, so we’ll call today the second. It started with a shower, and I was pleasantly surprised to be greeted with awesome water pressure. The bathroom does not, however, have anywhere to put clothing or towel. Nothing. Makes me miss milk crates a little.

Breakfast was cold, catered, and pretty horrible. I wasn’t expecting miracles, but I was expecting effort. Fortunately, we’ll be cooking for ourselves within a few days. Then all of my food-related complaints can be directed elsewhere among the team.

Post breakfast was a few more hours of filling out in-processing paperwork. Mostly medical release forms and such. We will be going through the physical somewhere in the next 10ish days. There is a lot of grey area.

Our pod (fake teams until we get real teams) took the gov’t van to Wallmart and killed an hour buying shampoo and ramen. You never know. (about the ramen, I mean)

We also had a presentation by a local sheriff deputy warning us about the Northern Highlands area that we so proudly call home. Don’t wear red, and stay away from the bingo parlor. Oh, and it isn’t uncommon for girls walking to the bus stop at night to get propositioned. Prostitutes come from all around California to walk Watt st. That’s right. We’re a little famous. I’ve been told that there isn’t a corps discount though

Anyway, I’m off to pick up my crisp bed sheets from the (free) dryer. Another exciting 6am breakfast awaits. I should have bought tobasco!