...it-dust. Sick of the shit, to tell you the truth. It's everywhere and it sticks to everything. I couldn't even pull the pin on a grenade in the camp today...guess why? Dust again!
Met with Taliban and other Al-Qaeda leaders for a brief tea and cave-cotillion at 3pm today. I know it was far earlier than high tea is normally served, but that is, after all, an Anglo-American tradition, and we are their avowed jihadist enemies, so the time it was served doesn't really matter! Ate two biscuits...(that is, cookies) thankfully wrapped and sealed in an airtight container...so the amount of dust encrusted on them was minimal. Praise Allah!
Went to bed early today...for it was at 6pm, not my normal time of 9:30pm, but for one, there was no reception on the cave-television...again! I set Abu Abakababacbar outside to fiddle with the antenna, but nothing he did could...
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