carrying the towel

because it's towel day.

we just finished up a great game of munchkin; no cheating, a bit of rum and some really crazy shit ^_^

now i'm off to the club... apparently james monro will be doing the honours :)

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two thoughts popped into my head this morning. first:
you don't need drugs to love, but in this day and age you do need them to open eyes encrusted with the sleep of social madness, malice and insecurity [similar lines]

the second stemmed from a discussion with nystire post-breakfast:
the media empire is a carrier of social disease - it creates the addiction to sensationalism and then inundates us with excessive and meaning-poor data until we consider that level of (drivel / detail) to be the minimum required to "be in the know".

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i've been feeling a bit woozy today, and i think it's a throat / sinus thing. the blister on my finger has been driving me bananas. the shuttle driver had his crying music on so loud that even after i got him to lower the volume, i could still catch undercurrents and my ipod was set to full blast with crazy trance (and then tool, because that did the job a little better).

i paid tahoma and nyah-nyah a visit, to explain my "wear sunscreen" and bitch about the police. i eventually got the details i needed from the officer in charge of public complaints, but not without him being unpleasant...

i was not entirely surprised, but shared in his regret, to hear that tahoma wasn't nominated for an excellence award in his work because he has a number of discipline offenses. things like an untucked shirt or hair too long; i can identify with his frustration at the lack of relevance (and the big chief's attitude).

tahoma then gave a lesson in advances in c#, which was very interesting - the only part that freaks me out is writing SQL like queries in c code; it made me feel really dirty.

lunch was surprisingly decent - we decided they're trying to convince me that it's worth staying for the food :P

i didn't work a lot today, but i got some serious changes done and i'm satisfied that i won't be abandoning my replacement without the proper infrastructure and documentation when i leave :)

tahoma and i left the base together, and i got home in time to jump to dizengoff center. i was advised to use stickers for the unit gift and the parting shot to our old SC, i bought dye for my white shirts (tie-dye day is coming!) and i arranged with a cute girl at the tattoo parlour that she'll be responsible for my re-piercing.

i arrived at the physiotherapist on time, which was apparently a lot later than i should have. the session was really good, and i felt a lot looser afterwards... i called up the capetonian girl on my way home, and we met up for a drink on shenkin... it was a very pleasant late afternoon.

i made it back to my side of town with plenty of time for shopping - which is good because i got stuck in a queue for twenty minutes... the women at our supermarket are by and large as inept a bunch as i've ever come across :/

and now... party :) [but first stop, a drink with a girl that lipgirl thinks i'd like]