i struggled out of bed, did the dreary dos of the morning, and got to the base on time. my day kind of moved in bits and bobs, i don't really have much of an order for things, because in my head they didn't have any order to begin with.
a) j-girl. t'was going great until she told me that she's not interested in pursuing a relationship. aside from the obvious disappointment, it actually improved my mood. i don't know why. maybe because it's one less thing to think about, maybe because being in-between sorta sucked.
b) i'm guarding again tomorrow. i'd forgotten about that - and that will make it VERY difficult to go to the circumcision for sammy's little one on thursday... must sort something out.
c) formally requesting permission to leave the country.
- instead of the ten days "free" i was supposed to have, i only have three. it shouldn't make any difference, but it came as a shock.
- they warned me not to tell anybody overseas that i'm in the army, and in case somebody harrasses me they gave me a south african number to call.
it's not a valid number. - my welfare officer and i got to talking (or: i got to whining) about my present situation. i suddenly realized that with my new conditions, i can resume working helpdesk during the week! and she gave me a bit of a better perspective about my service - i keep forgetting not to assume that i'm going to be released anytime soon, and that i shouldn't think about the fact that i'm sorted on the outside.
e) doctor's appointment: only two hours after the designated time. i got the referral for the orthopaedist, and one for an HIV test. he told me that if there wasn't any reason to worry, then i shouldn't get it done. he couldn't understand why i didn't approve of his attitude.
moron. they'll hand out doctor's degrees to just anyone these days.
i called to make the orthopaedist appointment - and got told to call back in a few days. i asked the girl to define "a few". she told me to pick a number between 1 and 10. it's SO nice to deal with professionals!
once home, i saw that i've finally got demolition man, so i've freed up some disk space with a new dvd, finished reading judge dredd - goodnight kiss (which is the SHIT), and am about to shower and probably go to bed.
or something. i don't actually know how i feel or what i want to do. but i do feel under less pressure.
Keep your chin up. Your service in the army can't last forever, can it?
ReplyDeleteunless, of course, i do something really wrong. it's unbelievable how long the military prison terms are for relative minor offenses, and it doesn't count towards your service.
ReplyDeletebut no, it shouldn't last forever. it certainly feels like it, though. being in the army is like entering a time-warp.
interesting (yet seemingly very arbitrary) site, btw :)