22/07/03

*** yesterday ***

right. i couldn't sleep AGAIN on Sunday night, at least not before 1 or 2am, and i was up again at 05.30.
i'm REALLY crap at waking up early.
i repeated the whole mission to holon. at the halfway point, the central bus station in tel aviv, i stopped to get a cup of coffee. and this weird old dude sat down next to me and began singing.
singing, shouting, same difference.
especially at 07.30. i gave him this dark look, and was about to ask him to kindly go strangle himself, when suddenly my previous experience (wisdom) kicked in and reminded me that that might very well make it worse.
so i gave him this pitying look and ignored him. and he went away!
good for me. *patting myself on the back*

when i got to holon, i sat down at the counter, gave the mean old *expletives deleted here* "woman" my stuff, and she stamped it all and signed, and gave it back.
i was in shock. she was still being unpleasant, but she did her job, and she did it quickly - i've never had that experience in a government bureau before.

i then had to get to a beach in tel aviv for our status meeting. the concept of a work meeting on the beach was weird - but we weren't really given a choice... the bus driver agreed to tell me when we got there, but he forgot about me and i got off the bus 3 stops past the beach.
CRAP.
as if i haven't done enough walking and been late enough this past couple of weeks.
and i was tired. did i mention i was tired? i was REALLY tired. not to mentioned tired.

as usual, i was the first person to get to the beach.
i then discovered that this was a compulsory meeting, but not a serious one - we were required to chill together, or have fun, or whatever.
at least they brought breakfast.
i've posted some pics of the meeting in the gallery.

around 11am i decided genoeg is genoeg, and went home.
i'm sure that i've already mentioned being tired.
it's approximately half and hour's walk from the beach to the closest busstop on a route home. i don't know how else to write that sentence.

i crashed for an hour, and then sammy invited me to a gaming session. of course, i couldn't not go. so we played starcraft, which was fun, until we realized that at some point we'd been disconnected - so we compared our strategies and quit.

i got home, i think, around 19.30. i made a pitiful attempt at reading shakespeare: i started with a comedy of errors, gave up (too difficult), and started on a midsummer night's dream. cute beginning, but i just couldn't concentrate.
made myself a styling supper (sezchuan), and watched tv until she came over.

i haven't seen her in a week - a very long week, so we played catch up for a few hours before deciding to call it a night.

*** today ***

i had to be up at 08.00. instead, my stupid, mean body woke up at 06.30, and i tried for an hour to get back to sleep, before giving in and getting up.
and it's not like i got enough sleep.
also, i'm having trouble breathing at night. i really need to get that sorted out, but then again i've been saying that since i was a kid, and every year it's the same shit.

so i walked to campus, gave some documents to my friend (social security sorter-outer (SSSO)), and walked to the OTHER other side of herzliyah, to try setting a date for my driver's exam.

firstly, it worries me that the policeman outside the police station, which is next door to the DMV herzliyah, couldn't tell me where to find said DMV.

secondly, it turns out that only a driving instructor can set a date, so i'd walked more than an hour for nothing.

while i was in the area of the mall, i went window shopping, and discovered two anne rice books, pandora and vittorio, for less than R30 each. NICE.

* NEWS FLASH (12.40) *

i just got a call from the psychotic american who's in my group for the marketing assignment - grootbek still hasn't sent us the project, and we have four days to hand it in.
i'm going to post the letter i just sent to him under mental masturbation.

i'm at work now - i'd better go earn some cash.