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My oranges have turned into shrivelled prunes. I'm averaging five hours of sleep a night, which is actually a lot better for me than it sounds. Sarah Palin and the Republican party continue to give me nightmares. And somebody pretty much just pissed on my head and called it rain.

On the upswing, I did post OSS (Olympic Swimmer Slash) yesterday (Random Acts of Crazy Behavior), which, let's face it, is the only thing I'm motivated about these days. I'd like to write something else, but I have no other fandom at the moment besides that and Generation Kill, which is *sob!* over. And there is nothing on network telly for me to get excited about. Damn. It's going to be a dry broadcast season for me. Maybe I'll start robbing banks or something.

Give me some good news. Anything. Something. Please?

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sparky77 and I were talking about Brad and Nate... like you do... and she asked me a very smart question:

So, they're courting. Flirting. Nate bring Brad gun lube, what does Brad bring Nate?

To which I said:

What would Brad bring Nate? *totally ignores mental image of dead animal in mouth and Brad smeared with blood crawling on all fours*

I TOLD YOU THEY MAKE ME WEIRD!!!

That is a most awesome question... What does Nate need? nothing. What does Nate want? Naked Brad. A better commander. *cocks head to the side* He brings Nate compliments. From, like, Patterson, who I would totally fucking follow into battle. And something from him. Something tiny that he had to think about. That turret Brad ordered on the interwebs never arrived, maybe he has something else. Something about warrior spirit. I suppose The Art of War would be a little spooky as a gift.

Toilet paper?

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were talking about Brad and Nate... like you do

But of course!

So, they're courting. Flirting. Nate bring Brad gun lube, what does Brad bring Nate?

I LOVE the formulation of this as courting. It's so...genteel.

What does Nate need? nothing. What does Nate want? Naked Brad. A better commander. *cocks head to the side* He brings Nate compliments.

I liked the part in a story I read (not that I can remember which one) where Brad brought Nate a page of Wright's notebook, where Wright had written the quote about Nate being so very competent. That was a great way to make material what isn't physical: the esteem of his men.

Funny, 'cause this follows what I was thinking about this morning as I got ready (I have Thoughts about people's...preoccupation with the idea that Brad is inherently focused on taking a dump, like, all the time...but I digress). Most of Nate's wants are immaterial: to take good care of his men, to be a good leader, to act with integrity, etc. The one thing he does mention several times, in his book and Wright's, is being clean.

There's a part in his book where he talks about the first "shower" he takes since the start of the invasion (basically just a hose somewhere in Iraq...and he has to put on his dirty uniform afterwards, which he mentions, btw). At one point Wright notes how he spits in his hands to "wash" them before breakfast. Nate talks about having to shave 3 times after getting back on the boat from Afghanistan. He couldn't bear to sleep in his sleeping bag (or whatever the Marine equivalent of that is) because he smelled so bad. And on and on.

The boy likes being clean. So...baby wipes?

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So. Brad's obsessed with regularity and Nate's obsessed with cleanliness. a) Freud would wet himself and b) you could totally lock them in a bathroom for 48 hours and they would be fucking thrilled. If it wasn't so bad romance novel/Lifetime movie I would totally want to see them washing each other.

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And thus my Aussie porn started with a shower...