World Hello Day/"What Do You Love About America" Day/World Television Day/False Confessions Day
2007-11-21 @ 9:37 p.m.

The Snow is proving slightly more interesting than Polystom. I've decided that if Wilson takes an MC for Saturday's guard duty, and gets away with it, then there is no justice to be found in this place, and I will therefore not give a damn about anything to do with it anymore. In any case, some of you (my brothers-in-arms, if I may say so) might be wondering why I still care. Truth is, I do. On some obscure level, I want to leave knowing that I did what I could, that I didn't spend two years of my life with nothing more to show at the end than anger and bitterness. Unfortunately, even I have my limits, which have been sorely tested in the last few months. So yeah, I just want a peaceful Saturday. You'd think that with my charmed life I would get what I want more consistently. I think NS has hardened me, and not in a good way. Remember what I said about how the effect of NS on a person's character is to push to extremes his innate virtues and flaws? Well, I can tell you that I've gone from being a realist with a cynical streak to a cynic with an escapist streak. After two years, I can safely say that I'm less happy than before, but I also know more people in whose company I can be comfortably happy. Not much of a trade-off, is it? On the other hand, in 16 days, I'll have my life back. Or what remains of it anyway. What I would like to do then is effect some drastic change in my life, to mark a clean break with the past two years. The most I can come up with is dyeing my hair, which just shows you how far I've sunk.