I wish I were still a bubblehead. Oh, to be stuck in a smelly tin can with a hundred guys, breathing stale air, eating frozen food, and watching the same movie for the tenth time.

I thought I was getting the hang of JAG ops. It was great to get back to my friendship with Rabb. Mac's weirdness seemed under control and I couldn't ask for a finer commanding officer.

In one stroke the whole place has gone to hell. I guess Webb needed Mac's help, but if he's responsible for the death of my friends he'll have to answer to me. I suspect I'll have to stand in line.

I wonder if Mac told Harm she loves him. It's clear Harm loves her. I hope she gets the chance to know he sacrificed everything for her.

This is such a soap opera.

These are my friends. I guess I wouldn't change it for anything.