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Thursday, July 13, 2006

more notes to self



go to war. do not pass lizard, do not collect free drinks and worsen sleep deprivation.

actually, i feel sorry for the mongoose's boss: i left the lizard around 1.30am, and at least got 4 hours of sleep - the two of them stayed until daybreak, and the boss went into active duty at 6am...

i almost snoozed twice this morning, but i realized in time that i'd overdo it. i made it to the base in time for breakfast, polished my shoes to "way too bright", and went to inspection.

we were told to display our items, so everybody pulled out the standard gear, including a miniturized pamphlet called "the spirit of the IDF". i whipped out and unfolded the poster version - everyone burst out laughing, and i was shaking i was trying so hard to keep a straight face. the discipline officer asked me if i had it, so i showed her... she didn't even bat an eyelid, just carried on down the line. the giggling erupted into wild exclamations as soon as we were dismissed. that was worth it :P

i went with the kid and a couple of others to start the day with coffee. the bastard who works there always gets agitated when i'm around. he started complaining when i took too long organizing my money, and told me to hurry up, because others were waiting. the kid and i were the only people in the queue.
i took out a note, looked at the kid, held the note up for five seconds, and then handed it over, with this asshole grumbling away.

we moved a table into the shade, and sat down to enjoy our morning. after a few minutes, he came out to tell me that i always move the table, and i never remember to return it, and it's irritating him.

that's the second time i've moved a table. when i pointed that out, he began yelling and threatening me. you'll pardon me for losing my cool. he put me in a REALLY bad mood this morning.

i discovered later that there've been incidents with this prick getting physical with the kids doing courses - that's even worse. i'm definitely filing a complaint - i want this fucker fired. and apparently, most of the others on the base feel the same way. we've all got enough problems, we don't need more from someone who can't hold a real job.

due to us really being at war, i'm unable to go to the kibbutz this weekend. kinda sucks. my cousins who live on the northern border are having a great time :S at least they're spending the weekend out of the area, but not everyone has that luxury...

and screw everyone who thinks we're using excessive force... NOT demonstrating excessive force is what got us in this mess in the first place. keep sticking sharp needles in an armed man, and see if you don't get hurt. that's not a great metaphor, but i'm too agitated with the stupidity of those masses of people who think they're in a position to judge others defending themselves.

and the french are pretty much all fundamentalist muslims, anyhow.

work tonight has been a nightmare - between java and mysql's terrible math capabilities, and jdbc not working as it should, i've been chopping and changing code, seeing the light and drowning in a sea of nonsense. i hate this application. the worst part is - i finally got the results right, removed the code that displays debugging messages, and nothing works right anymore.

i had a quick chat with my mother - turns out my brother is a complete, utter, total imbecile. either that, or he's on some serious narcotics. because israel's too dangerous to send his son to, he's instead sent him off to a holiday in egypt. please tell me i've missed something obvious here - the egyptians, who keep attacking jews and other tourists in sinai - which is where my nephew is, have been supplying the palestinians with arms and explosives for the past few years. let's just say that they're not our best friends.

maybe he predicted the change in the security situation, and thought to easily get rid of excess progeny?

anyway, i'm being annoyed by a co-worker; it's definitely time to go and get my rage on (hard rock is back in town tonight).

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