id concerns

rough morning: i find that napping on the shuttle isn't helpful. it's not that not napping is, i simply can't win with an average morning being a false-start. getting through the bleary-eyed phase only to have to begin again when i arrive isn't healthy.

wait - waking up before noon isn't healthy. i definitely can't win.

my day was spent writing in hebrew - translating things i find difficult to express in english into something intelligible for non-english speakers. i found myself working spaced-out... i think that may have slowed things down, but everyone has their own personal form of escapism.

our new method of dealing with the kinder definitely amuses me, at least, and we got a good couple of laughs at his expense without him knowing exactly why.

nystire joined me for a bit of a mission for signatures after lunch, and i innocently passed on regards to a girl from a guy she's never met (he'd joked about it earlier). that spurred quite an embarrassing mini-interrogation, and when we got back to our offices we discovered that she'd actually called him up to find out what was going on }:)

i've finally got the certificates for my "raise" printed out. so i'm happy that that's another thing complete.

after a long afternoon of headachey work, i pressed a combination of keys that opened up an application that i'm not familiar with. an hour on the phone to our technical support to figure out that some dumbass had installed something on all our pc's with a windows shortcut key set. idiots.

i stayed late to work on something else, getting very frustrated when fifteen minutes before leaving i realized that i'd been approaching the task the wrong way. it's a not a waste if you learn from it, but i'm in a hurry so the theory doesn't make me feel any better about it.

on the way back home i had a chat with my previous TL about the kid. i discovered yesterday morning that his total bitch of a primary commander (the one that nystire and i locked horns with a number of times) has found a nasty way to make him do the reserve duty that he's exempt from. the only way to stop her is to give him reserve duty where he is, and that's almost as bad. his TL told me that he's not really involved, and that annoys me. i'm not his buffer anymore but if i was *i* certainly wouldn't just trust other people to take care of it.

i hope for his sake that things can get sorted out.

spot and i went out for coffee when i got home and changed, and i described where my head's at as follows:

i've got another few years of military service to go. in order to advance as much as possible, i have to *be* military, and that's not really who i am (in the sense that i follow all the rules and play all the games). aside from wanting a life where i can wake up late every day, sport stubble and wear comfortable clothes, i really want to be able to relax and show people my crazy face without repercussions.

i can't help but wonder what i'd be like right now if i hadn't continued to serve. a lot more social, definitely less tightly-wound. the social element is the kicker - i don't see a lot of my friends primarily because of the uniform. i do suffer for my art :S

since i've gotten home, i've learned about mp3 headers, and i've learned that gcc isn't fully installed in the standard ubuntu configuration.