25/06/03

*** yesterday ***

last night i went to her place again - had 3 slices of pizza before bed, and i didn't have a problem sleeping! that's a first in a long, long time. maybe my body's regressing to it's natural state. hell, i've almost (almost) got my pseudo-sixpack back.
that's the point where i can feel at least some muscle under all the flab.

*** today ***

i woke up at 07.15, walked home, brushed my teeth, got dressed (properly), and took the buses to my army base. i went to get permission to do the taekwondo teaching course in july, and after speaking with both the officer on duty, and my commanding officer, i discovered that no-one has a clue, as of yet, as to whether i'll be doing any service this summer.
which means that if i do get called up, i can go to them and say they knew and okayed it.

then something really freaky happened.
i was walking to the busstops to go home, and who's sitting there, in army uniform?
JOSH.
muthafunsta disappeared on us three years ago, and no-one's had a clue where to. so we had a crazy catch-up session, and then spent the late-morning / early afternoon walking through tel-aviv.
he's set up here with decks and a mixer, and loads of vinyl, so i reckon i'm going to be paying him more than the traditional once-off visits.
he also introduced me to the owner of one of the biggest clubs in the country, nice south african dude, and a couple of his friends. nice, chilled people. good to know.

my legs hurt. a lot. after all the rollerblading i've done this week, my thighs are absolutely killing me, and i've tried stretching, massaging, and i've walked a lot today, but so far nothing's done any good.
also, we did gymnastics on monday night, and i hurt my neck again. it's quite frustrating.

i passed out when i got home, and woke up really tired and dehydrated. i have, like, four or five people i'm supposed to have called, since sunday, and everytime i get an opportunity i'm so messed up by SOMETHING that i don't get around to it until it's too late, and then the next day it's the same.

my niece is returning to south africa on sunday evening, so i'm expected to go to the airport with her.
the crap thing is that if i do go, i'll have no way to get back, and the idea of sleeping there does NOT appeal to me, at all.
and i'm sure that i won't be able to say goodbye at my place, cause she's got loads of shit to carry and that's not nice.

i'm hungry and no-one else at work wants to get food. and i really don't want to order by myself. it's sandwich time! if there's bread.
i'm working pretty much by myself tonight, for the first time. this should be interesting.
i hope it's not.

oh, and i just discovered that the japan section's being updated. there's a diary (oooh). thanks dude, i have something to read now too.

oh yes - i just updated the fridge quotes under mental masturbation.

well, it's concentration time. catch me on the flip side.