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Wednesday, July 23, 2003

23/07/03

*** yesterday ***

funny thing - as soon as i finished writing yesterday's log, i discovered that we didn't have any work to do. and that was HOURS after we got there.
obviously, no-one else is concerned about company resources, either.

so i took the bus home - reading my brand-spanking new, pretty darn cool book (pandora).
only comment i have so far is that the beginning's NOT amazing: if she were just writing, and not TO this "david" person, it would be much better.
although, come to think of it, maybe two thousand years could turn one a tad senile.

she picked me up from the bus station (on foot, no less) and we went to eat falaffel. it was good, but neither of us had any appetite (so why did we go?), and the owner got upset because he thought there was something wrong with them...
aaaaaaaanyways.

i walked her home, and then went on a tour of all the driver's eds in our city. i really should put the word city in quotation marks. it's a very technical definition.

i found three places - in the first, no-one understood a word i said, in english or hebrew. the second seemed nice. the third one had this really freaky dude, who started telling me what an idiot i was for not signing up with him immediately. and trying to convince me that he's not a liar.
* sense of impending DOOM *
so i did something i've never done before. in hebrew, i screamed at him and told him exactly how i felt, and that he had no right to demand anything from me. and that i had every right to check out all the schools before deciding.
and so on.

i'm actually very proud of myself.

later on, she phoned me to tell me that her friend went to the second school, and that it's a good one - so i've decided to go that route too.

i watched some more invader zim (it really bites that i know that there exists only a finite number of them).
and slept for a bit.
and ate peanut butter sandwiches for supper.
and watched about twenty minutes of dracula 2000.
and went with her to the beach, until about 2am.
and showered.
and crashed.

*** today ***

it's 09.23, and i already have something to add.

i'm DYING.

i woke up around 07.30 or something, and i couldn't get back to sleep AGAIN, and then this guy, from the first school i went to, phoned me to arrange a lesson for today.
even if i hadn't already made up my mind, he's the only one there who speaks any english, and it sounded like stephen hawking on a slow day.
so, trying not to hurt his feelings, i promised to call back.
i'm still deciding whether i'm going to or not.
call him back, that is.

i just got back from the second driving school - they don't open until 10am, so i thought to myself "great! i walked all the way here for nothing".
at least i had time to write this.

on my way home i got bon jovi's if i was your mother in my head, so i'm listening to the keep the faith album while writing this.
i still dig this music. i'm going to watch some ZIM!!! and then go get a driving lesson. i'm actually quite excited - chances are i'll be doing the exam on monday!

*** later ***

well, i've now had a driving lesson. i'd completely forgotten what driving miss daisy was like - at one point i got so confused that i forgot to put in the clutch when i came to a stop.
urk.
i hope i can relearn the stupid driving style of doom before monday. failing something like this could be shameful.

i'm TIRED. more sleep. MORE - SLEEP! NEEEEEEED more sleep.
yeeeeeees.
can you tell i'm under the influence of ZIM?

*** later ***

i played some cs - my aiming's improving, while my sense of self preservation is lessening: i'm always first to the door, and first to die.

she came over for a few hours - we both passed out and woke up around 21.15, by which stage she was already late for coffee with a friend.
at least i'm not the only one who does that.

i turned on the tv during supper, and watched serendipity. i feel so good now!
*sigh*

i have a plan. i'm going to finish the work on the drivers. i don't know when, and i certainly don't know how, but i'm going to.

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