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Sunday, September 17, 2006

moving?

well, it's not for free, but i don't have much choice. apparently i'm moving tomorrow afternoon. funnily enough, i've just realized i'm feeling really, really ill. i'm off to the city officer in a bit to get myself checked out :(

last night wasn't anything special, but it was really nice to walk home with an absolutely fantastic collection of music on my mp3 player :)
although i did forget to post the contract *slaps forehead*

today was just another training day. this is a routine i could definitely get used to. my air force transfer is beginning to come out in the open ;)

i had a meeting with an previous flatmate before lunch, that was actually quite fun.

on the bus to work, a really cute girl from our base joined me and the kid. she grabbed my mp3 player, and was most upset to discover that nothing on it was familiar except for comfortably numb, and she doesn't like it. i swear this country's primary radio station is ruining young, impressionable minds :/

i taught a bit more at work :P, and just walked for fprty-five minutes to and back from a coffee shop where our "lead" is having a birthday party. aside from feeling like crap, the bouncer is an idiot, and couldn't tell me anything more than "that's the party"... some huge "do" that looked way to formal to be the right place. and i was thinking that if it was the right function, then i certainly wasn't up for it.

just before returning to our office building (and i'd tried calling him while i was standing there), he sent me an sms explaining exactly where inside they are. which would have been helpful a little closer to the time.

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idiots. i don't get what's so hard to understand. war means dead people. you really shouldn't be overly-concerned for the enemy... because they don't give a damn about you. winning hearts and minds? puh-lease. it's all about crushing spirits and getting the f*ckers to shut their mouths and not even *think* about retaliating. or did i learn the wrong definition of "war"??

the 25 worst websites? i just love #1...

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