It seems that one by one, my soon-to-be comrades are going off to the land of no return this week. Well, most of them anyway. The inner bastard in me would laugh and point at their predicament, but my current situation now isn't nearly as rosy as I would like it to be. See, when I'm not at work, which is half the time, I'm staring at either a) a computer screen or b) the ceiling. Which makes life pretty damn meaningless.

At least the army would take my mind off things for a while.

It's what armies do.