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Sunday, August 28, 2005

a testimony...

to my state of mind that i didn't even blog yesterday. i was woken up to work, and fell asleep with the testing still going on. watched movies, played tekken, and took a break for counterstrike, but none of that could take my mind off my current situation. suckuation, more like.

i woke up by multiple alarms and phone calls this morning, and then went off to our base to say goodbye to one of the few people i really like there. i prepared a speech on the way - t'was a good speech, but there were so many people i got stage-fright and actually shook while speaking.
weird.

i had a long talk with our section commander, explained to him how i'm feeling. he was surprisingly understanding. he also made a comment about me as a commander, and that he noticed that not only did i do a good job, but that i enjoyed it too. maybe that'll help somehow.

i then had a fight with an idiot in our section when he tried to override a command i gave to my soldiers. he had the audacity to say things like "don't try to teach me about the army", and the gall to assume things about me personally. almost drove me to physically injuring the suckwad, but then our commander jumped in and gave him hell for even thinking about arguing with me.
i must admit, it sucked that he jumped in, but his response was quite satisfying. the moron ended up humiliated.

of course, i acted all cool, and treated him kindly afterwards. even though i don't give two shits about the creep.

spent the rest of the afternoon talking to people on base, then went with the mongoose and a friend of his to a comic convention - it sucked. badly.

i just had a toasted-sandwich supper, leaving me flat outta cash, got home, and am not entirely sure how to proceed with my evening. on the one hand, my boss gave me hell to finish a project today, on the other, i really can't be arsed and feel like fucking around then going to bed.

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