06/11/03

*** yesterday ***

got back from work around 06.30, and got to bed at 07.00.

i woke up at 11.00, i think. actually, i don't remember much from yesterday - i was very tired. i did homework in the library for most of it, and went to two classes, both of which i didn't need to be in. i got my wednesday and thursday timetables confused.
so i could've slept all day, really.

straight after class i went home, stopping for coffee at a friendly new student, jgg, then rushed off to tel aviv. the scout movement had a memorial for yitzchak rabin, so i went to join her (she's in the scouts). it was definitely an experience. some interesting speeches, at least the ones i understood...

she had to go right after the ceremony, so i made my way home, made some toast (no cutlery or crockery - my flatmates are bastards), and went to bed.
i think.
oh, and i had a long theological debate with our brit. it was rather interesting.

*** today ***

i woke up early, around 9 / 10am, and turned on the boiler. i spent the morning doing my homework (algorithms, really nasty graph stuff), showering (a really nice, long hot shower), and then rollerbladed to university. i was in class until 06.30 (i can't remember too many details - see attached rant). i bladed home, went shopping (bought much munchies), had a much needed shower, and made myself spaghetti with sweet-chilli sauce. while trying to set up counterstrike.
which isn't happening.
something's happened to our internet, and i keep timing out, even on the servers i usually play on. it's very frustrating.

she's just come back to herzliyah for the weekend - she'll be here soon, and then we're off to a student party (held by jgg) to say hi and be polite. then i've got homework to finish for tomorrow morning, our 08.30 class, and then i'm sleeping at her place. which is a hell of lot more comfortable than mine...

*** rant ***

i'm getting truly sick of grootbek. i'm sick of all his slick american bullshit, his constant childishness and lack of responsibility. he never does his dishes, constantly reminds me to do mine, and gets upset and offended when i reciprocate. coupled with his frequent nagging about the bills, which i physically don't have cash to pay yet, i've been walking around with this urgent need to hit him. hard. and lots. especially whenever i want to prepare food.

my new plan is as follows (although i'm not sure that i'm going to find anyone here agreeing with me): for every dish of his that i do, i get to punch him once. same thing goes for each dish of mine he does. the "points" are tallied at the end of each day, before bed, and whoever has a deficit gets to go to sleep bruised.
i think that's fair. and everyone ends up happy - i'm only to happy to fuck him up and pay for it with soapy water.