Journal entry 50: August 9th 2120

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Tomorrow begins adoption weekend. Captain Grozny is busy putting on the final touches, but there's not much to do. I can tell it's hard for Toronto and Bogata, I tell them that the prospective foster parents are more nervous. All of these babies are going to be adopted, they have five couples coming in for every child, and those are just the ones who passed all the tests to get here. I don't know for certain, but I have no reason to think they're not nervous. Some of the draftees are filing petitions to raising their respective children, but I doubt any of them will be successful. Most just want to complete their tour of duty and go home at the end of this month. I wonder how many of them really are veterans, maybe I'll hear some of their stories. I'm still not pregnant, not for lack of trying. 40 days down, 387 to go.