Oh, the humanity...

[chaotic_nipple]

As our deployment draws to a close, the ambient mood swings rapidly between jubilation and frustration. One moment, everyone is giddy and nothing that goes wrong can possibly detract from our joy; The next, the littlest things will set off a shouting match, and every minor irritation is cause for fierce anger. I like to think that we have entered The Drama Zone.

Case in point: This morning, Zack stole my glasses, so, to teach him a lesson, I scribbled on his sleeve with (erasable) marker. A perfectly proportional response, yes? He overreacted; when he brought my breakfast back from the chow hall, he had _deliberately_ gotten soggy french toast, which he knows I hate. To retaliate for this outrage, I intend to set his hair on fire. I have no doubt that he will refuse to see that Justice is on my side, but a principle is at stake here. Tomorrow, he might overreact further, and refuse to bring me breakfast at all...

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[anysia.livejournal.com]

Over there, in charge of the mess hall. Hafta have adults there, or else there would be constant food fights...... unless there are already constant food fights.