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So I'm gonna exposit a bit so that this short (and still boring) story makes some sense. Ok, so the base I am currently in is really one "big base" with a whole bunch of "smaller bases" in it. The military police have a large base there, so does the medical corps., and, obviously, my base is there as well(ordnance corps). This means that once you enter the first "main gate" that gets you into the "big base," you then have to go through another "main gate" to enter the specific "smaller base" you want to go to. This also means another around of showing your military ID and establishing that you are in fact supposed to be there. My smaller base is big in two ways: it contains about 5,000 soldiers at any given time AND it if physically quite large because it deals with tanks, tractors, and artillery. Because of its size, it is divided into two parts: one contains all the offices, barracks (no more tents!), mess hall's, et cetera; and the other contains the actual stuff that the base deals with (and all the garages that contain them). Going between them is like going from one base to another base (each with a main gate that has soldiers guarding it). Anyhow, the phone I use to talk to my girlfriend each night is where all the garages are, so I have to walk back to my barracks each night when i finish talking to her. There is one gate that is near the phone (that I always use), and one gate that is on the other side of this base. The other night I finished talking to her and found... a locked gate! This pic was actually taken a couple nights later but the first time it was locked, that chain was double wrapped. Anyhow, I was bummed cause I didn't wanna have to walk all the way to the other gate. But just when I had resigned myself to my fate I noticed... A hole of freedom! This is the hole that the cats use to move freely, and now I made use of it, too. I was still wearing my yucky work uniform that I wear when I'm working on the tanks, so I wasn't too worried about getting it dirty. The benefits of being thin have never been so apparent to me. Anyhow, a couple nights passed with the gate being open and guarded as usual, but on the third night it was locked again! But! Someone had obviously thought about thin people like me who just want a quicker way to get back to their part of the base: Hooray! Enough room to get through the gate without having to crawl around on the ground! I took this pic at the train station. This women is wearing these shoes that israeli women that are originally from russia LOVE. They are mad for them. If you are ever in israel and think a woman might be russian: look at her shoes. If you see these, you have your answer. Honestly, I don't like them at all. Too weird, too pointy, too much like what I imagine genie's would wear. Anyhow, this chick never knew I took her pic. Taking a pic of that woman's shoes without her knowledge inspired me to pass the 10 more minutes I had to wait by taking pics of everyone around me without them knowing it. Anyhow, everything was going great until these girls totally busted me. They were super cool, but the gig was up and they were on to me. I had so much fun doing that, though, that I'll prolly keep doing that when I need to pass the time. I hope this post isn't really as boring as it seems to me. I mean, three of the pictures are of a fence at night. Oh well. There's always next time. Enjoy!
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Vitals My name is Adi I live in Haifa I am 25 years old I love pop-culture I enjoy wearing a tie I blog instead of email I share a birthday with Pink I am a terrible singer I almost never drink soda I almost never go barefoot I always wear black pants My AIM is: AdiEliyahu
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