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May. 1st, 2009 12:30 pmLot's been happenin' the past few days... lemme start from the top, see how far that gets me.
Lessee. 'Long about Wednesday I get sick and tired of sittin' around and doin' nothin'. So I go and I poke my head into the common room (was outta booze at that point anyway). Nothin' much out there, just a pile of Scouts an' Sniper curled up with his coffee. Well, you know I ain't really one for keepin' a conversation going, but I gotta say - we had a nice little chat goin' there for a while. Said I was surprised to see him without that Spy tailin' him all the time, kinda just went from there. It ain't often I really get to doin' something like that with someone - hell, we even horsed around a little. Felt younger'n I have in ages. First time this week I come close to gettin' my mind off things.
Well... I don't even rightly remember after that. Suppose I said somethin' wrong, hacked him off - jus' never mind. Suffice to say that like most good things it didn't last long.
Been keepin' to myself again since then. I shouldn't have come down so hard on him like that - guess I just got offended. Hell, he did too, shouldn't have been a surprise - well. Either way. Don't really feel comfortable headin' outside now.
S'a real goddamn shame. Just when I think things're gettin' better, they up an' get worse again.
So yeah... spent the rest of the week since then cooped up inside like always. Don't even know why I bother leavin' the door open, nobody drops by. 'Least yesterday was the last day I had to sit out; I was gettin' mighty sick of jumpin' at the siren and then remembering and havin' to sit back down again.
Damn near forgot to mention - yesterday rolled around and in comes Scout, brought over some mail. I actually got a letter. 'Bout keeled over from surprise. Who the hell'd be writin' me? Turned out to be an old friend of mine I ain't heard from in ages. Took me right back. Sure was nice of 'em to track me down... ... so yeah. That helped. What Scout musta made of it I'll never know - I smiled so much when I saw the name I'm surprised my face didn't bust wide open.
Huh, what else? Builders' League ain't doin' too good lately. Hear their Medic an' Sniper both resigned in the past week. At this rate, BLU'd better hurry the hell back, or else... well, hell, what'll even happen if we just keep rollin' 'em like this? Will we get reassigned, or...? No goddamn idea.
... Think I heard someone stick somethin' on my door just now. Lemme go check.
Lessee. 'Long about Wednesday I get sick and tired of sittin' around and doin' nothin'. So I go and I poke my head into the common room (was outta booze at that point anyway). Nothin' much out there, just a pile of Scouts an' Sniper curled up with his coffee. Well, you know I ain't really one for keepin' a conversation going, but I gotta say - we had a nice little chat goin' there for a while. Said I was surprised to see him without that Spy tailin' him all the time, kinda just went from there. It ain't often I really get to doin' something like that with someone - hell, we even horsed around a little. Felt younger'n I have in ages. First time this week I come close to gettin' my mind off things.
Well... I don't even rightly remember after that. Suppose I said somethin' wrong, hacked him off - jus' never mind. Suffice to say that like most good things it didn't last long.
Been keepin' to myself again since then. I shouldn't have come down so hard on him like that - guess I just got offended. Hell, he did too, shouldn't have been a surprise - well. Either way. Don't really feel comfortable headin' outside now.
S'a real goddamn shame. Just when I think things're gettin' better, they up an' get worse again.
So yeah... spent the rest of the week since then cooped up inside like always. Don't even know why I bother leavin' the door open, nobody drops by. 'Least yesterday was the last day I had to sit out; I was gettin' mighty sick of jumpin' at the siren and then remembering and havin' to sit back down again.
Damn near forgot to mention - yesterday rolled around and in comes Scout, brought over some mail. I actually got a letter. 'Bout keeled over from surprise. Who the hell'd be writin' me? Turned out to be an old friend of mine I ain't heard from in ages. Took me right back. Sure was nice of 'em to track me down... ... so yeah. That helped. What Scout musta made of it I'll never know - I smiled so much when I saw the name I'm surprised my face didn't bust wide open.
Huh, what else? Builders' League ain't doin' too good lately. Hear their Medic an' Sniper both resigned in the past week. At this rate, BLU'd better hurry the hell back, or else... well, hell, what'll even happen if we just keep rollin' 'em like this? Will we get reassigned, or...? No goddamn idea.
... Think I heard someone stick somethin' on my door just now. Lemme go check.
