They don't sleep, so I can't either.
Day 1
Got up about four, tried to leave the house at five for P.T. They were waiting. Almost made it to the car before they struck. The mule deer. They ambushed me, must have been at least seven or eight of them. Lost a little blood, but I'm ok. Plenty of food and water. I can see them from the bedroom window. They're watching......always watching.
Tried to call in deathly sick to work. Platoon sgt. didn't buy it. Send my squad leader to get me, not much left.....just his boots and some gristle. He's on staff duty so he may not be missed for weeks.
Am preparing tinfoil hats as per dharma's instructions to protect from deadly mind beams. Tinfoil and bourbon supplies are dangerously low.