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Monday, July 14, 2003

14/07/03

the last two days have had some pretty good moments, but my mood is severely shitty and i wanna break something.

*** yesterday ***

she slept here on saturday night, which was nice, but she had to be out of here around 7am, so i had to be up at that time to let her out.
i was supposed to go to campus, to sort out my social security problems, and to get some more results.
i also wanted to watch the rugby (sa vs. aus) which was at 9am.
i didn't do either, however surprising. i didn't go to the university because i was a) bombed and b) the person i needed to see wasn't in, and i didn't watch the rugby because i forgot (i was supposed to be in the university).
so i arbed around and wasted a perfectly useful morning.

*** the big news ***

early yesterday afternoon i discovered that my entire fucking pc (EVERY exe file) was infected with a virus. so i installed some antivirus software, but couldn't finish setting it up before i had to go to taekwondo.
that was extremely agitating.

taekwondo practice was with a group from kfar sava (the next city after ra'anana), in their gym. they're not olympic tkd, so the style's different - they do basic grappling and their legwork sucks.
they train in a bomb-shelter in the middle of a dump (not literally, but close). as you get to the entrance, the first thing that hits you is the distinctive lack of oxygen. the further down the steps you go, the more it smells like urine. and when you get to the bottom, it feels like someone's stuck your head in a heated urinal filled with vomit.
if you think my description's over-the-top, try to imagine doing heavy exercise and trying not to breathe at the same time.
oh - i don't think i emphasized the heat enough. it was like a really stuffy sauna.

there were two of us training, and we had to show up the other group (it's part of the training, apparently), and by the end of the two hours i was tired, soaked, sore, and willing to embrace death with open arms. i was also really frustrated - i've been doing tkd for myself, and i really didn't enjoy that training one bit.

i came home early, and began sorting out my machine. i really wanted to see her before she went off to camp for a week (as an instructor, bastards. i am NOT a paedophile.), but she had things to do and could only make it late (23.00).
i made myself supper, and arbed around until she got here, and while we were talking we both passed out.
we woke up sometime in the early morning (i'm guessing 1am, it's an easy number), both quite wobbly (it's been a tiring week for both of us), and we said goodbye and she went home.
*sniff*

*** today ***

i got up around 9am, and finalized the virus cleaning process. i then bladed to idc (the InterDisciplinary Center - my university), and received some extremely pleasing news - i received 85% for our exam in critical thinking, and 77% for macroeconomics!
i don't care if 85% was an average grade, and i honestly thought that i'd failed macro... so i'm happy with that.

i also discovered that in two years i've achieved 100 credits, and i have 28 more to go to get my degree. now unfortunately, that means a LOT of courses in my final year, but there's now a good chance that i'll do it, and that means that i can finish the degree before going to the army.
obviously, i still have to convince the army of that. but if i can, then i can go to sa on holiday in august.
i'm not holding my breath, though.

after eating a heavy lunch in the campus cafeteria (which is actually quite good), i made my sweaty way back home, and then went to work, to sit in on the usual, pointless status meeting.
and got suckered into doing some QA - so i only got home around 20.30.
at least the pay's good.

it's now 21.30, and i was supposed to be at tkd an hour ago, but after last night i just don't care.
and i'm annoyed at my argentinian flatmate, who left the boiler on, the gateway machine off, and has left all the american's dishes to me.
sod them both.

i'm now tired, and lonely, and restless - i don't want to sleep, and i don't want to do anything else.
maybe counterstrike will help - if it doesn't annoy me more by not connecting to any servers.

wake me when it's over.

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