bobbing and weaving

and god continues to mix in the rewards with the punishments...

today began badly. that's the nicest thing i've said about this morning until now. i got up just fine, was out of the apartment in time, but was halfway to the central bus station - eagerly anticipating coffee, i might add (i just did?!) - when i realized i'd left my referral on the base.

so i hopped off, feeling pretty damn stupid, and got to a busstop for my usual line. i asked the group if my bus had passed already, and they said yes. completely dejected, i crossed the road and headed for another line... and watched as my line drove past the stop i'd just left. the bastards LIED. that just pissed me RIGHT off.

so i had to take a complicated route to the base, practially run to my office, get the forms, and literally RUN to the stop on the other side to catch a bus to the central station.

MAN that sucked. i HATE running for buses, and i was running late to boot.

i wasn't in the best of moods when i got to the orthopaedic building, with 10 minutes to spare. so having to wait for two hours, only to get sent to another waiting room for another hour, kinda didn't impress me. not only that, my appointment only lasted 5 minutes, the doctor simply giving me two MORE referrals.

because i obviously haven't received enough.

to be fair, the referrals are good ones (one for physiotherapy, one for acupuncture), and he even tested me to make sure that i haven't lost feeling in the relevant (upper) body parts.

so i made my way back to the base. ended up on a bus filled (to bursting) with russian teenagers on their way home. the kid next to me found a can of red spraypaint, and suddenly started spraying the poor bald kid next to him - totally covered his head and face. stank like hell, too.

it took me about an hour to calm down. on a better note, once i did i found out where the girl from last night sits, and arbed around with some friendly people. i didn't do a hell of a lot of work, and then suddenly it was home time! i'd received a call from the company i work helpdesk for, to say they needed me to come in at 7pm.

i missed the bus home by about half a minute.
again.

i eventually got home (rushed) at 18.30, picked up my spanky overalls and a pair of shoes, and fled to work... i took a wrong bus line, and had to walk rather a large distance in a hurry. i got to work ON TIME. it took about 20 minutes before anyone started explaining the job to me.

fsck sakes.

but that's okay - i finished a huge part of it, and it's always nice working here.

my mom called, so i filled her in on all the details. i also included the bit about me figuring out what tattoo i want - she is NOT impressed. surprise.

so, i'm planning on going to a crazy party within the next hour, i hope i get some sleep before the army tomorrow ;)