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Sunday, December 16, 2007

uniformly

had a pleasant drink at the pub with singer and her friends last night, although two things were awkward:
a) not hitting on the cute manager making eyes at me because of singer
b) singer got a tad hammered, and her japanese friend was there. i couldn't think of any environment less attractive to prove that my japanese is practically non-existant, and singer was insistent. i managed to make her friend laugh, but i wasn't going to go for one of those limited conversations.

today:

the shuttle driver's smoking makes the daily trip unbearable, and today i finally decided that i've had enough. i made a complaint, and from tomorrow i'm to get on only on condition that it's breathable, and my commander wants me to make as much noise as possible.

i think i'll just stick to sending nasty emails instead.

today was a good day, i got given an odd and menial task and managed to make something useful out of it. in addition i convinced someone to fix a system that's been broken for years, and finally got all my vacation permissions sorted out ^_^

lunch sucked. horribly.

oh, right - getting in uniform sucked horribly too. and to make matters worse i was uncomfortable taking off my shirt because i ingeniously left my dog-tags hanging on my cupboard door, and didn't want to draw attention to that.

once home and changed i went for a mission to buy an umbrella (just in time, it began raining a couple of hours ago), an eyepatch (for when i can't be arsed to carry around glasses or hold a hand over my eye for extended periods of time; and because i want to look like a pirate), and some more wet-wipes (i'm running out).

the foxy girl at the weird store (i don't know a better way to describe it) gave me a perfect opening and i fumbled. i fumbled gracefully, though, and i'm hoping i'll get another chance. at least i know that my attitude's visible ;)

our flatmate brought in something pretty tonight... i've now played with the iphone, and it is nice. it hooked into our wireless lan quickly and tidily, and everything about it really is dreamy.

upgrading vista... i'll be sticking with ubuntu, for everything aside from burning dvd's and loading my ipod.

the hunt for the unicorn killer is the name of the movie i've been thinking of everytime somebody mentions fireman.

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