Update from OCS

I'm still alive. I'm tired, I'm sore, I haven't eaten with a fork or knife or like a human in three weeks. But I'm three weeks down, 9 weeks to go. I can do that.

I wanted to quit after the first week, but I stuck it out, and things are...better now. Good would be an exaggeration. But I'm surviving. And I'll get through this. Also, if all works out, and I graduate as planned on May 23rd, I'll be in NYC on 24th and getting very very drunk. Everyone is welcome.

There are stories I can tell, but I don't really have time right now. They're better in person.

Thanks to everyone who wrote me letters, they've really helped me out. I miss all of you, and hope to talk to you all soon.

Matt (Or Officer Candidate McKenzie)