Current wallpaper. Heh.

It's Christmas, but it probably only really feels like Christmas if you're a kid. Between endless work/endless bookins at camp, haven't even had much time to let the atmosphere soak in. It always just sneaks up on you and beans you in the knee with a lead pipe, something like Tonya Harding. It's really not fair, that we've waited so long for it to come, and then it's gone again.

You know, like a really good sneeze.

I suppose I need the obligatory catching up post. I'm in the Navy, and no, I don't eat fish everyday, drink salt water, or swim all that often. I've got to stay in for my courses, but people I talk to say it's a guaranteed 8-5er. Can't help but look forward to that! The camp I'm staying in is a real dump, too. Actually, since my course only really starts on the 28th, we're all supposed to be doing PT until that date rolls around. By right.

By left, I'm... uh... conveniently excused, on account of my helping out the Logistics Branch with fatigue work, or as it's more commonly called, Sai Gang. Mostly involves me taking a sledgehammer to anything wooden and smashing it to pieces. Damn but that's one hell of a job. So wonderfully cathartic, too!

Still have Xmas shopping to do. Haven't gotten that $10 exchange present yet for Alicia's partaaaaayy. (I can type in good English whenever I want to. Really.) That and another component of the SuperStar Kitten's present. I've got no choice but to go down tomorrow and do it, then. Sigh. I think the last time anyone charged so selflessly into the fray, into the swirling, innumerable hordes, countries fell and empires rose. What chance have I got?