[Late at night, most people are in bed, but not the Major. He's been running on insomnia since Venice! If anybody were to check up on what the good Major's been writing, all they'd find is a bunch of scribbles. Of course, there are some words underneath them, for those who are in the mood to squint really hard and decipher them]
( Rambling crazy behind the cut! This is the most coherent of whatever he wrote in his journal )
Edit:
Right. So, poker game. Let's start one. Better than a band, anyway.
[OOC: Basically, to bide the time while his coherency's going all mushy from lack of sleep, the Major's just going to keep writing a bunch of crap similar to the above, then cross it out and start a new line. The man seriously needs a hobby.]
( Rambling crazy behind the cut! This is the most coherent of whatever he wrote in his journal )
Edit:
Right. So, poker game. Let's start one. Better than a band, anyway.
[OOC: Basically, to bide the time while his coherency's going all mushy from lack of sleep, the Major's just going to keep writing a bunch of crap similar to the above, then cross it out and start a new line. The man seriously needs a hobby.]