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She wanted to, but apparently, despite the fact that she was in the Navy, they didn't have any.
I talked to her tonight. She said that on the way TO Kuwait she was sure she was going to die, so the plane ride wasn't as big a deal as it normally would be for her. On the way home, she had a more hopeful outlook. But not about flying. So she took a near overdose of valium.
We came up with a solution.
She's going to be Thelma, I'm going to be Louise.
We're hoping to get a vehicle loaned by a fire company or ambulance service. The train would be an option, but the closest we would be able to get is about 250 miles outside of Baton Rouge.
There are still a lot of unanswered questions about the details, but I am going to take the opportunity to purchase some new BDU pants at the gun show this weekend.
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