down with the sickness - the lost battle

i got on the transit this morning, and the driver was blasting mizrachi whining ["eastern" "music" that no-one should have to suffer. ever.]:
no headphones = no protection.

the day was spent coffee-ing and riddling and struggling and head-aching.
suspected aneurysm.
a good lunch was pretty much the only positive, that and chatting with a girl from my previous base over the phone and having a laugh about a discussion that we had two years ago.

the riddling:
1) i received neither gift nor riddle today. i can only assume that it's someone on holiday.
2) i received an email from my target's commander (after yesterday everyone knows except him) informing me that my final riddle had upset him and asking me to please send something simpler. i replied in the negative, explained to him exactly how to decode the riddle, and that if his soldier couldn't get it, so be it.

i got a ride to ta, changed when i arrived home, and shambled to studio b. i got all my questions answered, and stood watching some classes - these people are INSANE. enough energy that it was tiring watching them, one class was going through a sequence that seemed composed of hundreds of steps repeatedly... i hope i can reach that level soon. it's the kind of thing that really can make you feel stupid and awkward.

heck, i'm nervous just about entering the stretching class. and i guess it'll take a while to get used to being surrounded by that much estrogen in tights.

i spoke to my mommy, who busied herself long-distance mommying when i told her how i've been feeling the last couple of days.
in spite of my knowing better, i joined the kid, spot and a buddy of his for pool at the lincoln. after the last few days, i have no sense of humour and i'm dead-tired. i'll go to the doctor tomorrow.

news:

not even starting on gore. i don't know if he is or isn't behaving as he should be, but his message isn't invalidated in any way.

e-mail farmers on the way
maybe - but can you make him talk?
for developers only
case in point
and this is for my flatmates

funky bowling balls and good stuff