my holiday has essentially begun! i woke up relaxed, had breakfast, and walked to the t-shirt shop*, arriving just in time to get my new shirt made:
* realizing, on the way, that i need to learn how to use bleach. my beautiful white penny arcade hoodie is a bit discoloured.
after entering an intriguing argument with a girl at coffeeholic (who'd been giving the new guy a hard time about contradictory behaviour), i stopped at the hardware store to acquire ways to secure my new roof covering. i'll get that done on wednesday, apparently. it's supposed to rain tomorrow. not perfect.
i got dressed, and bussed with a grin. i'm now in holiday mode, and life is pretty ^_^
not only did i manage to catch all the buses at *just* the right times, but my mom sent me an sms that added a little more reality to the fact that i'll be there in three more sleeps!
i stopped for lunch with nystire, after which we bought a couple of things and then ran into my old SC. on our way into base we bumped into my old BC, and that little bit of catching up was fun :)
i didn't have too much work to do, and even that was interrupted by a half an hour of cake and giggles. and a bit of organizing for tomorrow's section breakfast.
i'm not sure if i was having a nightmare on the shuttle, or if the driver took a corner too fast, but i experienced a falling sensation and almost took someone's eye out trying to keep my balance in my sleep. the thing is, it's happened a few times before, when i've been sleeping flat in my bed. i don't know what causes it - it's like a falling dream but the sensation isn't just in my head...
curious - i find it an interesting phenomenon.
i just introduced my housesitters to all the ins and outs, while the electrician almost finished up. i'm a bit irritated about that, but we're going to have to do a second round in any event so it'll have to wait until february.
having backed up my copy of the 60's (it's stupidly easy in linux to make an iso file - you just cat /dev/scd0 > target!), it's now time to pay mmf a visit.
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