Can somebody ever be too incredibly free? I feel like I'm about to set a record or something. If I sit on my ass any more, it will burst. That's how bad it is. Really. No kidding.

It all started last Monday. I finally persuaded my superiors that yes, I'd done enough for the country, yes, it was time to let me go, yes, I should be allowed to stay at home and rot away my remaining time in the service. I sort of miss being in camp now. Don't get me wrong...I'd kick and scream to have things stay this way - I perversely enjoy being idle, if only because it means I don't really have to do anything, but still, I'm going nuts sloshing around in the pools of mucus dripping onto my idle little bed from my idle little nose. Having nothing to do makes my sinus act up, you see.

So what shall I do, the idle man that I am? It's hard to decide. Well, I'm open to suggestions.