spiked

holy crap! i just had a really malicious thorn tear into me, grabbing a surprisingly stretchy section of my upper arm. i eased out of its grasp, but i'm left with a couple of large holes, slow bleeding and the paranoia that it's either poisonous or hooked something deeper.
meh... i'm sure it'll be fine, but it's eerie and painful.

i remembered to fast last night and this morning, which was good. i forgot my umbrella, though. as much as i enjoyed walking in the pouring rain, i still had yesterday's headache and wasn't feeling good.

the guy whose blood was drawn before mine made a lot of noise, which got me a bit tense. the medic told me not to worry, and i was surprised at how smoothly he performed. lucky? there wasn't much i could have done about it.

i stopped to buy breakfast before entering the office, and when i found my section empty i was sure i was missing something important. i was wrong - just a section meeting. it was wise to take my "i'm being cynical" sign...

the meeting inspired me to set up a work-only events board, as i've been complaining for too long that none of us know what's going on with what we do. that's demotivating, and i certainly don't need any assistance in that department.

my appointment with the physiotherapist was cancelled - i didn't know there was a time-limit on my treatment :(

i had lunch with karnaf (reserve duty - it was weird for both of us to see each other in uniform), but even the best food on base wipes me out afterwards. at least when i finally started recovering i managed to get some work done, although i ended up doubling up because i'd forgotten that i'd sorted something out a while ago and hadn't indicated it properly :/

just one more week to sort out all my shit before i leave - i just need a day off to rest! the weekends just aren't enough...