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Wednesday, February 28, 2007
riddling on base
i got a ride to base this morning; *much* more relaxed than the buses :)
the riddle i gave to my target:
(YOUR TEAM)36 - (MY TEAM)36 = 2uz036
everyone i showed it to before i sent it called me a bastard, and the response i got from the target (second-hand, of course) was hysterical :)
the riddle i got today is even more complex than yesterday's - i'm getting deliciously frustrated by it o_O
yogi contacted me just before lunch: his wife's given birth to a healthy girl! i'm really happy for them, and i couldn't help but walk around with a huge grin afterwards.
after lunch, my sinuses began acting up - most of the afternoon my brain was out of commission due to the lack of oxygen ?( [hmm... that looks kinda like a pirate]
we had a unit meeting, and afterwards i was talking to nystire when i heard raucous laughter behind me. i turned around, and my target was standing in front of a bunch of guys explaining how he'd figured out the answer* with much exasperation - most of the expletives being directed at me, of course.
i was standing just behind him to one side, facing everyone he was talking to, and i was laughing hard and could feel my face changing colour! half the guys were winking at me, and suggesting to him that when he finds out who sent it to him he slap them silly... and he never turned around.
when we got back to our office we spent about 15 minutes canning ourselves >D
the rest of the afternoon was a waste, simply because i couldn't get my brain operative, and then i bussed home, met spot for coffee, did some sit-ups (i meant to get sorted out with studio b, but didn't), beat spot in tekken (although it was close; the control i was using definitely needs to be replaced :S), and i'm now ready for bed. tomorrow's the last day of yet another week, and aside from being exhausted all the time, i'm absolutely loving it.
i've decided the constant tiredness is either a throwback from the last couple of years, or i'm ill. or, as spot suggested, i'm simply sleep-deprived. although i doubt that severely ;)
hmmm - or maybe too much chocolate? or too much coffee?
*he began from the wrong end (the left side), and due to a carry he should've been one letter off... but he subtracted one more than he should have and got to the right answer anyway. lucky bugger!
this man rocks.
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