Thursdays going on Fridays

 Travis-Closer I’ve had enough Of this parade I’m thinking of The words to say We open up Unfinished parts Broken up It’s so mellow And when I see you then i know it will be next to me And when I need you then I know you will be there with me I’ll never leave you Just need to get closer, closer  Isn’t it apt? I need it a little closer, the weekends. I’ve spent the whole week manning the Ops room. It isn’t the most fun I’ve had in awhile. I have reached a stage where I think I sell my soul to the devil of indifference. The stage where there is little pride left in what you do, and all I look forward to are Friday evenings. Hmmm, I can’t deal with people who refuse to subscribe to universal logic. Often times, being in the army and all, decimating them crosses my mind. But I’m reminded quite quickly that I’m PES E. Now what was it again they said about us PES E blokes? “Unfit to carry fire arms”. Ahhh…even that happy thought of decimating these people, is taken from me.  PS: I still wish the stupidity that I had to deal with, is running around a jungle and sleeping in a hole in the ground and eating food packed in green tinfoil.