Yessirreebob, Ol’ Mabatsekker’s gonna start his military service tomorrow. (You have noticed this number in my sig that’s been counting down, right?)
“Why are you going to the military, you likeable pacifistic drunk?”, you ask. Well, I answer, “Why, Finland has an obligatory conscription system, where you’ll a) End up in Armed service for 6-12 months, b) Civil service for 13 months, which is the equivalent of ending up in a retirement house changing diapers, or c) PRISON. B) and c), no thanks.” For actual facts and fun delivered from reading actual fact, read Wikipedia’s Entry on the Military of Finland.
Sooo… I’m going to end up doing my rookie period (and my actual training) in this place called Hyrylä, which may or may not remind you (in name) about Hyrule. Well, imagination gone haywire or not, I’ll be training to become an anti-air personnel person. That is, shooting down planes and stuff. None of that fancy Triforce stuff, unfortunately.
Soooo… It might take a week or two before I even get a weekend leave, so don’t expect to see me here often for whatever time I spend in the force. So, uhh. Goodbyes and all, FOR NOW. It’s not like I’m gone forever, you know? And don’t worry, I’ll have my sketchbook with me, so I can like, draw stuff and show it later. And those up for it, whenever I get any weekends off, I’ll be starting a military diary of some sorts in my webpage! (Link should be in my profile!.. if not, http://maba.nulani.net!)
So, uhh, see you later, everyone! Take care of yourselves and don’t let the meese get you!
I’m lucky, anyway. even if there WAs a draft to coem here soon, I got way too many thigns going for me to keep me out of combat. Most notably severe depression, medication, and strict pacifistic ideals.
