a long, long 22.5 hours

and weird, too. really weird.

the first thing we saw on base was a soldier from our prefab spraying himself with deodorant... no, wait - bug spray. smelled like death for the rest of the morning.

i finished the comic that chronicles the story of our fish, and another one that describes the lunch of steel we consumed in the mess hall today. my teeth hurt in memory.

i forgot to do a hell of a lot of things on my "to do" list today. that was crap.

strange moment while working. i was absorbed in something, and i vaguely heard the dog say "i really like toothpaste"... to which i, without paying even the slightest bit of attention, responded "yeah, me too". i guess as soon as i can develop a system for exporting my "comics" (they're really badly drawn), i'll post them here.

we played volleyball once the dog left for the weekend. at the beginning, there was a girl on our team who i'm on the bus with each morning. i accidentally hit the ball straight into her face, and she walked off the court with a mouth full of blood. i still feel really bad about that.

my commander joined the game, and we played hard. in searing heat. i ended up soaked with sweat, my tattoo aching, and my face burned.
brilliant.

i went straight from the base to work, where we began almost immediately. i caught up on tons of internet stuff, spoke to my mom, played internet pictionary (my drawings disturb me somewhat), listened to bouncy trance, and dealt with one too many helpdesk troublemakers.

thank you, oh god of caffeine.

oh, and i had a revelation during the shift - i know the ghostbusters' phone number! w00t!

i got a taxi home, and just arrived... waiting for a shower (maybe i'll be intercepted by counterstrike), and then it's a bit of sleep before flying off to the kibbutz for the weekend.

what sucks ASS is that it's serious swimming weather, and i still can't be in direct sunlight, or soak in water... another 2 weeks of this.

oh, yeah. and my spine is KILLING me. damn slipped disc.