Alright, so it's been 4 months since the last installment, and boy have things changed.

I write to you from the humble (albeit temporary) abode of my parent's basement. Due to being offered a specific career path that I did not wish to follow, I've submitted my resignation from the military and once again walk the streets as a civilian. But can you blame me? Who wants to be a Naval Officer anyways? I'd much rather fly aircraft. Or hell, even romp around in the infantry.

But hey, that's how the cookie crumbles sometimes eh?

So! Although I will always be military at heart, I am now at home and pondering my next move.

I'm thinking that I'd like to follow the illustrious and entertaining path of the 'bar-wench'. The bar tending scene, although difficult to get into, seems like something right up my alley and a good interim job should I decide to join the police force down the road.

This also includes a relocation of 'home' to Vancouver Island should my intentions work out the way I want them to. As much as I love my parents, I'd like to get out from under their roof so to speak. Shouldn't be too difficult once I find a job and start working. I've got to get financially stable first from all that moving before I can really go anywhere.

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If you're looking for art, unfortunately I have not done much since I really went on course this summer. Yes I've had the odd commission of a tattoo, but really my muse seems to have given me the finger and crawled under some rock. I'm coaxing it with cookies though, and I get the occasional inspiration to draw/write, so hopefully this dry spell shouldn't last too much longer and you'll all have some new art to contemplate.