cold sweat

i went to bed feeling alright, but woke up feeling feverish and aweful. i spent the earliest part of my morning dealing with the city officer, and after leaving that horrid place to go back to my base, i spent most of the day back and forth, in the heat, until finally receiving medical authorization to go back to work.

it's the first time i've ever removed and replaced my nipple ring, and the doctor was trying to give me instructions but she kept giggling.

i got home, showered, and left a bit later than i'd intended because there's simply TOO MUCH NEWS and i need to unsubscribe from it all and keep my head clean. but i probably won't.

the alumni gathering was weak. the comedienne they paid good money for sucked, but that's not her fault entirely. almost all israeli humour is targeted to the lowest of the lowest common denominator - in fact they're not really so much a denominator as "that group of people over there that we're not overly fond of".

the problem is she was pitching to one of the most sophisticated and egotistical populations in the country with the wrong ball.

and everyone remained sitting for the concert. sod that - although it wasn't inspiring music anyway.

on the way in i had a not-so-fun heart-to-heart with spot's mum (and spot, sullenly sighing in the sidelines), and now that i'm way past my bedtime (1.30am! how?!) and i've shouted at him for leaving the airconditioner on i'm going to sleep.

somebody pinch me - i can't decide whether to laugh or giggle nervously