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Tuesday, November 28, 2006

'cause i'm a loser, baby



it's taken a few months, but the kid and i finally took the photos that we bought the mini uzi for... it was confiscated on our way back to base, so we're not going to have any opportunities to re-shoot if they're not up to scratch. now they need to be professionally toyed with (the mongoose) until i have a goodbye poster for the section.

i spent a large part of today going through old emails to see what i need for my next phase. a serious trip down memory lane, that. and lots of pictures from the mongoose poking fun at the size of my ears (eg. an edited copy of my tattoo with huge ears attached, and some old guy from the army archives who had decidedly large ears). the problem with these pictures is that they're seriously amusing, and extremely well done - i can't be mad at him for that!

i got to work pressured because i knew i wanted to get going to yogi's asap. i got way further than i expected, and am now playing with the final stages of some seriously nifty code that impresses me ^_^

oh, and my favourite moment of the day: just after getting in to work, i went to another office to change out of uniform and was called back to mine, with the boss and spot smiling at me.
the news: the application we've been having trouble with since its inception (months and months ago) that i've chopped and changed and hated and rewritten, over and over, has finally managed to survive a weekend performing exactly the way it was intended to.

i calmly told everyone to hang on, walked to another office, closed the door, whooped like a little girl at a michael jackson concert, and then returned with a big smile on my face.

spot and i rushed off just after 8pm and took a taxi to yogi's, where yogi, SxS, ru55, SxS's cousin (the one who's extremely amusing when he's drunk), grootbek and a friend of his (yeah. always a pleasure to see that motherfucker), mmf, one of ze germans and a guy i used to work with sat down to some serious poker.

well, they did at least. i sat down to pull my usual throw-away-as-much-cash-as-quickly-as-possible, and i did it fairly well. at least it was spent in good fun.
SxS and i did some quick planning for cape town, and then ru55 gave me a ride back into tel aviv. on a slow walk home, repeatedly reciting "the IDF spirit", i thought a lot about the next month, and too much about thursday. so many things need to go right in order for it to be a success, and most of them are out of my control.

at least what is in my control is dealt with. it took a couple of months, and the beginning was insanely difficult, but i have learned a lot of obscure hebrew and a lot of words, and i've achieved an objective that was more in the realm of "wouldn't that be cool" than "yeah, i can do that".

so i'm fairly proud of myself. now i'm going to bed, earlier than expected. i'd feel great about that, except that i was wrong about the wedding i'm going to this week, it's on wednesday night. which means i'll probably get home around 3am, and i have to be up almost exactly 26 years after my birth (6.30am) to make it to my last inspection.

unpleasant.

cutlery that makes me think of jonny mnemonic
at least that's over. like the 80's
for nails as tough as ...

upgrade available to those i-need-one-too jackets

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