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damn. i passed out last night, shortly after posting.
i got two phone calls... the first of which was really weird. i took the call, i recall having a vague idea of what was being said (it was her), and i was mumbling complete and utter crap. i still have no idea what was said, like someone else was talking through me. or something.

the second was the dog - all i remember was telling him to shut up, which was impolite, and that i'd meet him at the train station in the morning. at least it was more coherent.

i woke up at 6.45am.

i repeat: i woke up at 6.45am.

WTF?!?!

i spent the morning slashdotting (i got rated 50% funny, 50% troll for my second post ever!) and getting ready to come to the kibbutz... i met up with the dog at the train station, and the bus ride was quite enjoyable, ignoring the motion sickness i had by the time we arrived in afula.

we had some iced-coffees, he left and i went to visit my cousin. i crashed almost as soon as i got here (although i *had* to eat in the mess hall, the food is so much better than on base)... and now i'm just chilling.

:)