a day just like salted liquorice

i wasn't kidding about starting work in bed. every few minutes the woman i work with beeped me in messenger, and i got up and dealt with whatever needed dealing with, then crawled back under the covers.

under the covers was good. it was cold out.

finally finished the work. and slept like a baby. a baby wrapped in cosy, warm blankets when it's ice-cold outside.

i made my bus this morning, and got myself coffee and chocolate pastry thing before running into my commander from my primary unit. turns out he's moved to our base. and that he's no longer my commander. funny that nobody thought it important to mention that to any of us...

i got to my office, and arbed. our team leader came back, and we had that talk. without our section commander, even - and he was fine with the outcome. i was totally surprised, but it's all good. i also told him he can join us in the work we're doing - i impressed myself by being the bigger man. so we've scheduled a date (tomorrow? the next day?) where i'll let him know what we've done and what we're doing.

around 9 j-girl came in, with startling news. she's dumped the boyfriend.

good girl!

let's just say i spent my morning distracted. it was a bit awkward for me, because i don't want to be pushy with her if she's *just* broken up with the guy - even if he is an asshole, but we spent most of the morning holding each other and talking. and i -did- nibble shyly on her ear a bit.

the thing that amuses me is i really don't want to screw this up, and i think that because i'm trying not to i just might. so i've decided tomorrow i'm just going to go for broke.

at some point the dog plonked an enormous bag of salted liquorice on my desk - i hear it comes from the magist - SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO good!! the dog's developed a taste for it too, the scout already knew to stay away, but it was amusing to see others (including j-girl) try and despise. fun, because i gave them each a fair warning, and their curiosity just overwhelmed them 8)

had a humus lunch - considering i hadn't been hungry since the day before, i surprised myself by wolfing it down. and i didn't have a cigarette afterwards!

in fact, i've been trying to stop again since yesterday. which is partly responsible for general awkwardness today.

i got some work done before leaving for the dentist. the dentist experience actually smoothly, aside from being left with a half smile... i hate the anaesthetic. went back to the base, did some more work, and then went to work. i haven't been there in a while, and had some catching up to do with emails. i got my army work permit (filled in), and ate something. oh, and had a long talk with the boss, not only about the army (he takes the army very seriously), but also about my holiday to sa.

i took the train, then walked, and am now home and ready for a shower and sleep. maybe by tomorrow i'll be alright.

amusing: our section commander, in his infinite wisdom, has refused to allow us to install a punching bag. is it illegal? no. but he considers it possibly damaging to one's health. i wonder now if maybe he meant his health, but that would be tantamount to calling him insightful, so that's not it.

the mongoose called me to complain that i'd screwed up something while working on the lizard's site. i checked it all out, looks to me like THEY did something wrong AFTER i did what i did. and it's in an unrelated section too.

cigarette count: 5. and the last one made me feel sick. and more important than any other incentive - taste and smell. yep, i'm "selling out" for the girl ;)