As you might have noticed already
I was a bit absent from the blogging world for some time. Even though I'm spending more time than ever before on the net (with the exception of winter 00/01, when I started playing Planetarion), I didn't think much of blogging lately; not because there's nothing I'd have to tell, but because I've tried to evade thinking about anything regarding my current location lately.
To be honest: being home for more than 2 weeks just isn't "my thing" anymore. It's not doing me good, nor the rest of the family. We've been crashing into each other for the fourth week in a row now, and I've slowly but constantly moved into night-activity to evade most of the contact.
Thanks to my back, which still hurts a lot at times, I can't really do anything to keep me busy, so I've spent a lot of time in front of my laptop and on the net, which ("of course" seems appropriate) pisses my elders off, to say the least. I once dared to ask what they thought I should be doing, with my back and all - and let's just say it was a bad idea resulting in my mom shouting at me I'd be a lazy bum (literally). Feels good if your own parents have in mind that you're practically crippled, really does...

Apart from the Hell that is family, I'm okay-ish, I guess.
The back's doing its own thing most of the time, I've had a pretty bad fallback last week's Saturday when all of a sudden my right leg went totally numb and I could hardly move back to the taxi cab in order to get to J's place. Things got better once I was in a horizontal position, but it scared the living hell out of her and me.
My physiotherapist told me if she were the one making decisions, I'd be in for at least another 10 appointments for therapy and I'm supposed to tell army docs and my superiours that she strongly disapproves calling me back in for duty. Tomorrow's my next assignment with army docs, so I'll tell them I need more therapy and see what they tell me. I guess though that they'll sign me up for more therapy, since the only other choice they have is risking that army has to hand over life-time payment for ruining my health by not taking the needed steps to let me heal as far as possible.

Things with J are smooth, and we're still very much enjoying each other's company.
(Since anything else would end in me praising her with all words I can possibly think of, I'll just refrain from going further into this subject... ;-) )

My online life recently consists of two main parts:

playing Planetia, a massive multiplayer online space strategy game (MMOSSG) much like Planetarion

playing EVE Online, another MMOSSG, but unlike Planetia and Planetarion, it features 3d graphics and real-time interaction (and it utterly, utterly rocks ... oh, and it's addictive like nothing else)

Apart from those "activities", I still read a lot - finished the 13th book since I'm home a few days ago - and I sleep a lot, mostly while other people are up and awake (read: daytimes). Actually, my biorhythm is close to US Eastern Standard time than to anything remotely European...

And that's it for now. I'll rant a bit more as need occurs. Have a good night, or morning, or whatever time it is when you read this...