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Tuesday, October 11, 2005

woozy, as usual

long day.

getting up and ready was traumatizing this morning. specifically because i once again got the days confused, and so over-prepared... and then missed the bus.

stopped off at my base to pick up some things, got to the emg appointment right on time.

emg: hours of being shocked with 100mA in EXTREMELY sensitive places, then being stabbed with oversized needles in extremely sensitive muscles and told to flex them. i ended up bloody and sore.

they ended up with bent needles.

i got the result after about 20 minutes: being a soldier is the only time where the last thing you want to hear is that you're okay. my results all came out as "normal".

except the alien hand thing. the nerves in my right hand kept alternating their responses, between normal and what-the-fuck. that cost me an extra half-hour of experiments - which they eventually gave up on.

got back to the base, and had a really interesting heart-to-heart with the gorgeous girl in the prefab next to ours. her boyfriend cheated on her, and she wasn't sure if she was right deciding to end their relationship (and it's only a couple of months, too). so hopefully i've convinced her that she's correct... now i have to wait a bit, 'cause i want to move in but i don't want to be the rebound.

problem is, is that we're already fairly intimate - so i have no idea how to cool things down without cooling them down. dammit.

spent the rest of the afternoon honouring the scout's new rank (we're all the same rank again), and giving a farewell to a great guy who's just left the mongoose's section. funny thing that - stories came out in front of our previous branch commander that REALLY shouldn't have... he's going to be in deep shit when he's called back for reserve duty (the branch commander has no sense of humour).

i'm most upset that winter's arriving. and quickly. the sun set around 17.30...

i went straight to work, to give them a form to sign so i can continue working there, and got a ride to my boss' place. had coffee, gave him a form too, and learned how much pressure we have to be ready for second-stage beta. oh, well.

caught the second bus to tel aviv - the first drove straight past us. the second bus was filled with people complaining about that. and the guy had passengers... the bastard.

got to the dog's place - we'd agreed to do coffee when i got back - to find out he was at the lincoln. i'm not, and wasn't, in the mood, so i came straight home. i'm about to try out the original syndicate on my pc, then shower, then either make an attempt at working or go to bed.

more is nog 'n dag, ek sê.

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