Tuesday, April 06, 2004

Greetings, tenters of the future. Private Room™ here. Been a while since my last entry in this blog, mostly due to the fact that I couldn't type with the straightjacket on. But I haven't been decomissioned, oh no; there are far too few of us left on this side of the fight for that, and where would that leave Generals Disorder™ and Quarters? So I battle on, through adversity, and period cramps, and hail, and the fact that my umbrella broke in said hail. And the fact that Unknown Soldier™ *previously refered to as unamed soldier* visciously pulled my hair on the pretense that she wanted to touch it because it was silky. Ooookay.
Today there has been another slight setback in the tranquility *laughs incessantly in a maniacal kind of way* that is the tenting soldiers HQ. This is namely in the form of a broken hi-fi unit. Which I may have broken. Sort of. Was I the one to get their tape stuck in the tape deck? Nooooo. Was I the one to give up after thirty seconds of pushing the tape release and saying it would have to be stuck in there forever? Noooo. Was I the one to pull the door off trying to get at the silly plastic thing? Erm, might have been. Does the door, thus reattached, now close? Noooo. Old Soldier is not going to be a happy bunny when he gets home from work is he? Altogether now...noooo.

Private Room™ signing out, and looking for a secure place to hide. Now, where did I put that tent....

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