All Quiet on the Afghan Front

Leon,

Good morning. The days since my last entry have been decent, to an extent, although the promotion board has reared its hideous maw once again.

I have little more than a month to prepare, which means I have roughly 30 days to memorize countless pages of crap along with the beloved Creed of the Noncommissioned Officer.

Now, I'm sure that I stressed my feelings plenty on the subject last time, and I would like to stress the fact that those feelings have not changed. I just don't see the worth in a leader with no desire to lead.

My free time these days has seen very little in the way of video gaming and is more often spent watching anime, reading, or just listening to music.

I recently purchased Bruce Lee's Art of Expressing the Human Body, of which I've spent a couple of hours reading over, as I intend to make spiritual and physical improvement part of my life in the near future.

In fact, I've already started; I can feel the burn of yesterday's session as I type — or reach for the phone that just rang. My work hours have been filled with silly chores, including the logo that consisted of Scrat with a massive set of genitalia (those were eventually removed, poor guy).

Another odd job that has managed to manifest itself is the prospect of a giant poster in the gym that consists of numerous exercises, a few of which I've never heard of. This is a rather arduous task, considering the fact that I had to scan multiple pages from a massive weight training book, which I will later crop and beautify for presentation.

Wikipedia has also seen quite a bit of me as of late, as I've spent countless hours amassing a plethora of useless but interesting information — hurray for the Visions of Zosimos!

In other news, my artwork and poetry have seen much less productivity as of late. However, I've been looking to artist and rock instrumental composer Daisuke Ishiwatari for inspiration. The hamsters are hauling ass, as Metallica blares on but I just can't put it on paper.

Well, that's pretty much it for this entry.

On a completely unrelated note, I find it funny that my desk is sporting Ziggy Marley's Love is my Religion along with a pair of solid black John Lennon glasses.

Peace,

Feelgoode