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Saturday, August 12, 2006

broiled brain



guess who wasn't paying attention? again?? sunday's nasty wake-up was sunstroke-driven. last night another smack to the top of the head was felt, in all its glory.

that realization concerning sunday morning made it clear that the electronic security boys had the wrong guy - i wasn't on base early sunday morning, when the incident occurred. hah!

anyway, i came into work to write that last blogpost - what i failed to mention is that after speaking to the boss, i walked into my office. spot was snoring offensively, and the "lead" (who's now definitely in the dog-box as far as i'm concerned) was sitting there attempting, apparently for the first time in his career, to write documentation post-hoc. and after the shit he pulled with our provider previously, he had the gall to "joke" that he'd called them up to ask them how to do it.

i ***ing FLIPPED. it took five minutes to ascertain that he hadn't really done something that stupid. during that period of not-keeping-my-voice-lowered, spot finally came to, with a stupid look on his face.

"so, spot? how's the work going? not too hard on you, i hope?" i bloody well KNOW how much work he has to get through, and i KNOW how behind he is on everything, and he had the audacity to say that he had to wait for the "lead" to do the documentation before he could proceed. i must look REALLY stupid. maybe somebody tattooed "iq=age" on my forehead when i wasn't looking?

as i've said to the boss, i'm not interested in getting involved. no more babysitting for me, i got plenty of that in the army. all i have to say is that spot has really disappointed me for the last time. i'm simply never going to give him another opportunity to prove himself.

i left, bussed to the train station, where the kid picked me up. he's a little too enthusiastic about completing a DBA course for my liking... anyway, we had a fun drive to ariel - got completely lost in netanya somehow, and finally arrived at our SC's. nice house, great food, and we had a good time. my TL and i sat talking in a corner for a while, and i'm finally in the loop as far as section politics go :P, and i finally got him to understand where i'm coming from as far as the afternoon nap requirement is concerned - not that he's willing to let me, but he understands why i'm half-asleep most of the day.

during the drive, our provider called me from the states to approve something - i can't say that didn't make me feel important >P

we went through to ra'anana, intending to go to a really nice nargila bar; but one of the girls got carded. not only is it illegal / silly to not carry id in israel... we're currently at war. and this is a soldier. okay, a "soldier". still, WTF?

so the kid took me home, and i crashed.

nystire woke me up, all confused-like, and an hour later i met with him for breakfast and a long conversation. in retrospect, i'm rather impressed with myself for not just simply passing out; the heat really got to me. oh, and i discovered that the apartment i've been promised for the end of the month isn't nearly complete. i'm going to have a right-pleasant chat with the landlord this week (i need an emoticon for a snarl, do we have an emoticon for a snarl? anybody?)

i went back to sleep, eventually getting up in the early evening. i ate some instant-couscous (always good), and began reading (*GASP*) a book in hebrew (a real one! not for children!) about the first lebanon war. i'm struggling with words here and there, but aside from that it's brilliantly written, and interesting to boot. and to be honest, if i didn't have any experience in the army, i wouldn't be able to appreciate it properly.

around 9pm i began walking through tel aviv, searching for an atm that was not only open, but had cash. that turned out to be quite a mission, and i eventually got to the lizard (that's a real round-trip, btw) around 10.30pm. good, eclectic selection of music, fun-looking crowd, and the girl from last weekend just called to say she'll be there in another half-hour or so. i'm only here because the mongoose has begun working already, so it was kinda boring and i am addicted to the intarweb :/

ah, reminders of home: the mongoose prepared me a suitcase, and a jaagermeister/redbull with the shot glass upside-down in the regular glass... i miss the m bar!

impressive!

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