management hiatus

today was a bit better, although having to fight to get on the bus was incredibly aggravating. i don't understand what the hell is wrong with all these kids, and i don't get why there aren't any MP's around. they sure as hell aren't setting a shining example.

i drank lots of coffee, and it did a good job of blurring out the hangover. oh, yeah - the cocktail room was nice last night. nothing special, but pleasant. and spot managed to organize the cash he needed for the electricity bill, which kept it from being a sour evening.

i had a haircut this morning. it was going alright until he tried to buzz my fringe. he'd just shaved my entire head, and he wanted to "tidy" it. when i stopped him (i like not looking like a clown) he was all offended - "but people will laugh at you!"

this from an ars with a frikkin' bowl-cut and semi-mohawk?

we went out for a decent-burger lunch, and a few of us came back straight into a knowledge transfer. nobody likes those, but once the initial, interesting ten minutes was up the bastard began with the real point of the transfer - we're going to be dealing with broken shit that requires too much external (that's us) manual labour in order to get it to do what it's supposed to.

when he woke me up to ask if there was a problem, i responded in ernest: "dude, if you were doing this in english i'd be going nuts." i spent the rest of the time awake, but staring angrily at him. it didn't take too long for him to get uncomfortable, and by the end he was visibly itching to be gone. and giggling nervously. here's hoping he doesn't "invite" me to any more of those.

my TL quizzed me on something this afternoon, and i ended up feeling like i know more than he does already. granted, it was on a specific topic, but the point is that i'm understanding what's going on even if i forget the details in the future, and that makes me feel good.

well, as good as i can feel under the circumstances.

on the way home my legs kept falling asleep, and as soon as freshmeat and i had sorted out the mongoose's farewell gift i got on my blades, book in hand (terry pratchett - the fifth elephant: i'm still halfway through), and bladed to the yarkon, to sit on a bench and enjoy the sunset. beautiful, and with slight assistance from pink floyd i managed to relax a bit.

on the way back i managed to get tense again, because people just don't get the concept of not taking up the entire sidewalk when half of it's dedicated as a cycling track. inconsiderate sods.

i paid karnaf a visit, had a chat with my cousins from the kibbutz, talked to vision for a bit, showered, and am now going to sleep.