As far as weeks go, this one is almost gone, and that is a good thing. It hasnt been too bad, but I'm ready for it to be a memory. My first workday this week was most advernturesome. Within two hours, I was on my second pair of pants. Yeah, I was on the turd herder truck and on the first plane of the day, we had a little mishap. Either night shift neglected to empty the truck of its ever so stinky cargo, or the truck itself had some issues fully unloading the said stinky cargo. Because it is not normally our custom to dump the truck, due to us assuming that it has been previously dumped, we did not dump it. As we hooked up to the aircraft, things seemed to be going well, then my good buddy Derek hit the switch to get the pudding pumping, and we heard a little splitter splatter on the ground next to the truck. This is not good. To our dismay, upon further examination... everything that was going into the truck expeditiously found itself on the pavement. Normally we wouldnt worry about it too much becaus when the truck normally does this, it happens when we are almost done with the aircraft. This time it was at the very begining, thus meaning that alot more was gonna hit the ground. I thought it best to take one for the team and save us alot of cleanup and go ahead and remove the hose from the plane and to close off the valve. Though my efforts were swift and catlike, I could not totally prevent some of the waste from getting on my pant leg due to the stupid force of stupid gravity. I was not happy. But I did avert a possibly worse situation, but in retrospect I think I would rather have just let it all hit the ground. Dont worry all, I got to go back to the dorms and take a couple showers, so I was ok after that, and my pants are currently fecis free (which is a very good thing seeing as how I send two uniforms back with my military gear already and I only have two left to wear for my remaining time). Then yesterday was just one of those exhausting days, where you cant really remember what you did, but you sure do feel it after its all done. As for today, I am working dispatch, which is mind numbingly boring at times (hey, why else do you think I'm blogging, haha). I've got 11 days left till I get on the big bad jetplane out of this place! Its so close I can taste the dry smelly recycled air of it. Then, after a total of twelve hours of flying, interupted by a nights stay in baltimore, I will be home. Its very hard to resist the urge to overdose on nyquil and sleep for the remainder of my time here.