thursday's thanking friday for coming

what a long-ass day :S

on time for the bus, read more 1984. i'm loving it. absolutely loving it.

so anyway, i arrived at the base this morning for inspection, and the new base commander can count. this is a first, and it means that we're in deep shit if he comes and checks again - 20 out of 400 people hasn't illicited comment up until now!

started off the morning dealing with yesterday's problems - which have been discovered to be on our side, so more work for me. goody! really! i'm LOVING this stuff! honest!

spent the morning dealing with weird problems, which instigated us learning more about a relatively interesting (because it's new, i guess) area of our system. we left at 12 to eat lunch and go shopping... i bought my commander a tamagotchi rip-off, just what he needs... and returned to the base completely and utterly overloaded with work.

in the middle of all of this, roughly 3pm, i got a phone call from the base security guy asking me why i hadn't shown up for a shift i wasn't meant to do.
F***ER.
so much for being friendly. the only option i was left with was guarding... dropping everything and guarding... and he'd already screwed the guy i had to relieve by 2 hours. and it's someone i happen to be friends with.
mutha - funsta. i'm not amused. sunday i'm going to go and have a "chat" with him.

once i was guarding, it was alright. almost always is. saw loads of people, talking a lot... but by the time the shift was over, i was jumping for joy and totally thrilled about going home for the weekend. it's been a heavy week.

a friend of mine is guarding the whole weekend, and didn't have anything to do, so i leant him my book. back to one of the others for me, then.
*shrug*
i can't say i won't miss it.

i got home in the mood to run. so run i did. i ran far, and totally wiped myself out - it took me hours after i got home to regain basic mobility. had an AMAZING cool shower, played quite a bit of counterstrike, and listen to seriously good tunes.

the mongoose came over and we went to the coffee shop downstairs, chatted for a while, and i've returned to go to sleep - although performing my web routine of email and news and blogging takes precedence. so here i am, soon to drop off into dreamy-dream land.

-- the more i've thought about it, the more i've realized that i'm getting the short end of a stick i shouldn't be touching in the first place. i'm going to have to retry instead of abort, and i certainly can't ignore. i can't believe i just typed that. i can't believe i'm leaving it in. --