Urgh. i haven't been on Deviantart for... Wow. Around 3 weeks. Where have I been? Nobody really cares. Not even me. I've been working at Blackdown since July 2nd up to the 15th of August. I swear, it's like the 11th circle of Hell.

First of all, I don't like the military; it makes me sick inside. I think that most Cadets aren't that bright; they definitely aren't the paragons of intelligence. With the few neurons that do manage to collide, they figured that if they are fast enough, they can leave their dirty trays on the tables with no ill-effects - to them. Another thing I learnt it that they don't use the enviroment to thier advantage. Such as napkins, or utensil stations. There are a few who actively go up to the kitchen staff and ask for cleaning materials and I commend those few, but the rest ignore it till the end of dinner. Damn them all.

Dating shouldn't be something that is spontaneous, at least in my opinion You should be able to get close to the person during your own time and get to know them. Not at work. THere has been several work couples that I honestly don't see much of a future for. What makes it worse is when two people have been going out for 3 weeks, the male counterpart gives the female one a promise ring. What the hell. This oaf is telling this niave girl that he wishes to spend the rest of his life with her, after working with her, feeding greasy smelly Cadets. It's pretty bad when I have hindsight of the event BEFORE it happens, but it's not quite foresight either - the palooka caught me off guard. Another thing about dating a co-worker, besides the grinding and such, is that that one, usually the male, is a different person around the other. This one puke, Chris Daigle, is the worse offender. When his sunshine, Maddy, is working, he's generous, hard working, and contributes his almost fair share of work. Perhaps in case she were to pop in when he's NOT working. Alas, when she isn't there, he's... Urgh. I drew up the parallel that he's a monkey flinging his feces, bu isn't intelligent enough to figure that out so he substitutes it with food and scalding hot water. Poor Maddy.

Well, I'm getting tired, so I'll continue later.