ok... i did some work in the evening. i then walked to the lincoln, and got at couple of practice games in before the dog showed up. we played some fun pool, but i cut it short when i learned that the dog had arrived without any money... AGAIN.
so we finished our drinks at the bar, and had a serious conversation about our army service. and we both agree that the time has come to just say "fuck it". i don't CARE what our section commander thinks, i'm just going to do my best to get as far away from this work as possible.
we walked to the lizard. THAT was a good party. i left while it was still going strong, but a couple of songs are stuck in my head. the first is from an israeli musical about the political situation, which goes something along the lines of "open your legs, we need you to have palestinian children so that our nation can be strong" (said to a jewish girl about to be raped). heavy song.
the second is hebrew hip-hop about "the party", and generally going crazy.
i had a moment, after quite a bit to drink, where i just zoned out and thought about where i am, who i am, and what i'm doing. disquietingly similiar to my pre-millenium experience. but the bottom line is that i'm going to be okay. i'm going to figure out how to proceed, how to proceed while suffering less than i have been, and i'm going to do it. everything's going to be fine.
i said my goodbyes, walked home, and had an amusing incident in the corner cafe when i went to buy smokes. i've been smoking red gauloises blondes, and the guy there told me i'm the only one who does. considering that i'm buying at least a carton a week, there's no problem :P
and they were most amused by my tattoo. i didn't have enough cash left over, so the dude sponsored me a chocolate bar. nice one ^_^
i'm pretty much off to bed. fighting with my commanders tomorrow will be straining enough without sleep deprivation.
lol...good luck with the 'fighthing' with ur commanders
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