Awful Monkey

That's a quote by the way, I'm not some manic depressive sad clown. I simply haven't posted in a while and started receiving e-mails asking what was up. As many of you know, I'm a procrastinator of the worst degree. So, since the patrol is nearing an end, it is crunch time for me and I have been spending my time completing all my qualifications prior to returning to home port. I always work best under pressure, but this little scheme will only work best if I manage to pass all my tests on the first try(so far so good!).

This second half has been rather uneventful, and hasn't yielded anything worth photographing or journaling. Even though I haven't actually posted many pictures anyway. I won't really be able to post pictures appropriately until I return to home port because of the limitations on the connection onboard. Each of those photos in the past posts took around 20 minutes to complete, and that was only one picture each. So, I'm just going to have to wait.

The most notable thing that the majority of people are feeling onboard right now is straight up contempt for everyone else here. The tension, drama, and stress have reached maximum density and we are all very impatient to return home. I'm ready to get back, but I also need this time to complete my tasks(way to wait to the last minute!). The big thing right now is to plan everything for our triumphant return. I've been charting out everything I want to do upon our arrival, and making plans for my apartment. It's time to finally settle into a place and not just live like some drifter. I will actually buy furniture and possibly a door mat with some facetious greeting on it. For that is the true mark of a happy home.

I have to sign off now because my coffee is getting cold, and my morning routine is calling.

P.S. I hate trackball mice and am about to launch this blasted thing across the radio shack.