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Saturday, September 10, 2005

damn south africans

sometimes i HATE being a south african overseas.

i walked (1.5 hours) to the dog's place, and supper was really pleasant. i left his place and walked (another hour or so) to the lizard, where i spent ages sitting and chatting with the mongoose, a friend of his, and his new girl's best friend. i saw the mermaid, things weren't unpleasant - they weren't anything. which was quite a relief.

we then went to the maimad, which was PUMPING. we were enjoying ourselves, everything was cool. at some point i was drinking gin & tonic, and some guy bumped into me. i pushed him off, he LOOKED AT ME IN THE EYES, and then carried on dancing. fine, no problem.

then he bumps into me again, this time crushing the cup into me, getting me soaked. and then laughs and apologizes. i stared down his enormous friend, and proceeded to tell him how much of an asshole he is. the thing that irks me is that i didn't just fscking HIT the bastard, and i really should have. it continues to irk me, but at the end of the day, although i would definitely have felt better, we would have been thrown out of the club, and if things had gotten serious, i would go to military prison.

SWAK.

SWAK, SWAK, SWAK.

so i have to be content with having scared them off. not enough for me, he put me right in the mood to fight.

we left relatively shortly afterwards, because the music suddenly went from awesome to mediocre, and it was 4.30 already. hell, i'm supposed to spend today working.

the mongoose and i got into a heavy conversation in the car, the result of which being that i think i'm going to try to get better "conditions" in the army - i'm suffering to work and serve at the same time, and i really shouldn't be. so i'm looking to serve half-days only. i'm SICK and fscking TIRED of being tired all the time. overworked and underpaid doesn't cover me as much as it should.

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