mess hall treat

last night i was talking to someone in haifa using messenger - she was descibing the explosions she could hear at the time, and i asked her why she wasn't in the bomb shelter. "fate and destiny", she said. she's from johannesburg, so i can kinda understand the nonchalance.

but here's the point: it's like falling onto train tracks. you can call it fate, or destiny, or a push from an asshole behind you - but it's up to *you* whether you roll out of the way before the train arrives. by believing that the train is supposed to hit you, you're committing suicide.

after work: did some Cerious Selebrating at the lizard last night. lots of jumping up and down, and shouting, and drinking, and more drinking. around 1.30, a friend of spot's dropped me off at home, and two seconds later spot called me to say they were eating about 5 minutes' walk away. i'd barely eaten during the day, so i joined them for a toasted sammich before going home, showering, and passing out.

this morning was the most comfortable hell imaginable. for no less than 45 minutes, i *manually* snoozed my alarm. that means pressing stop, then resetting the alarm to go off no more than 3 minutes from now. that's a lot of alarm setting, and i still hadn't woken up by the time i dragged my sorry ass out of bed.

and i still had to go pick up my laundry - i made it to the bus just in time, and was most surprised :)

today was difficult, because i was completely wasted for its entirety. i got some work done in spite of myself, though.

two of us went through to my original base, and discovered that the food there is DECENT. and there's ENOUGH. and the mess hall is CLEAN. completely different (180 degrees) from what we're used to, and we actually felt out of place :S

the afternoon wiped me out - heat and exhaustion. i managed to crash for about half an hour in nystire's office, but that didn't help as much as harm.

work has been great - i've been in talks with our dealers, and am about to close talks with our providers... no coding, but extremely productive. and the sushi helped, too. now i'm off home.

(dammit, i missed my bus :/)

israeli's have no tact. but they can be bloody hysterical! all the important parts are in english, the hebrew's pretty funny too, but not crucial.