spirited ascent

ascension back into the manic side of my (more-or-less controlled) bipolar disorder. after leaving work, spot and i went and ate at agadir. while there, i mentioned an idea i had a short while back, and his enthusiasm and mine bounced back and forth until it was all i could think about.

after supper, we went past his place for awesome coffee, and i began what will probably be a lengthy process of committing to memory "the spirit of the IDF" (with a particular motivation). we went and checked the entrance to our new apartment (i had to make sure that my bed wouldn't require lifting from the window, that's expensive), and then i took the bus back here.

muttering the first couple of sentences the entire way. i couldn't tell if anyone noticed.

the cat and i have reached an agreement. she whines, i feed, she shuts up. if it was my child... well, i guess i'll have to see how that one works out :P

now i'm waiting for the aircon to do its thing, then i'm crashing like nobody's business. i'm a tad bummed that i won't be going to the balcony tonight - i would've hung around but i was in uniform. that's a serious lack of foresight for a monday night *blushes*