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Sunday, April 02, 2006
on a very trivial and superficial note, i find it so fucking annoying that i'm losing my precious tan! the one that i cultivated so lovingly during BMT. the very nature of my job in the army now dictates that for the most part, i will be lovingly surrounded by all sorts of machinery in a little compartment, fighting off claustrophobia desperately, chugging along happily safe and snug, in a closed hatch hidden away from glorious, glowing sunlight UV rays!
and it had to come when my hair's growing back. so i either have no hair, with a tan. or hair, with no tan. can't have one's cake and eat it as well. this is making me one very unhappy boy indeed.
ah well. my job's really slack and stressful at the same time. that's highly paradoxical, but i kid you not. transporting people in an armoured personnel carrier's about the only thing i do. but at the same time the lives of 10, 11 people are in my hot little hands. and it's too heavy a responsibility that i don't enjoy carrying as a burden.
my life is now at a standstill.
mike just took up your time at
7:58 pm
th time!