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Sunday, August 26, 2007

stress climax

heavy boot

it was harder than i thought it would be to get up this morning. i was just in time for the shuttle that never came - i hadn't realized that it had been cancelled for the week, and i only called to find out after having waited for half an hour.

i had a cup of coffee on the bus, put it in a packet, and discovered just before i got off that the coffee had leaked all over my pants. that sucked. in light of recent experiences, i think i'm just going to begin each week by giving my uniform a solid dip so that any stains will match up.

my TL arrived too early for me to catch a nap.

i spent the entire morning trying to sort out the last couple of weeks' emails. i think i'm about a quarter of the way through, most of them now flagged "deal with soon".

i wasn't feeling too hot, so i paid the doctor a visit. he told me that until i begin showing serious symptoms i should just get back to work. half my family's horribly sick, and i'm almost *sure* that i'm going to be carrying for the rest of the people i know.

i spent a while sorting out my cv, then had a good lunch with the section. we got to playing with our food.

i had a meeting with the unit commander, which went well considering neither of us was sure what it was about. then my SC called me in and told me to write out my cv again, and that's what i spent the next hour and a half doing.

then my TL told me that i had more important things to worry about (although he'd been the one pushing me about the cv), and i spent the rest of the afternoon with nystire playing silly-buggers with numbers. it was quite fun, actually.

leaving the base caused instant stress, and it wasn't unwarranted. i bussed through to tel aviv, got some receipts from spot, bussed through to herzeliya, picked up my mom and her luggage, went through to ramat hasharon for dinner, then dropped her off at the airport.

then i was supposed to fill the car and drop it off at the rental agency, only we hadn't given them notice and it was all locked up. so i can only return it tomorrow morning 8.30, and it's going to cost us another day.

i'm very upset about this. more so about having screamed at the guy that it must've been a misunderstanding, and then on the way home realizing that they had told us to do that. that's just aweful.

now i'm tidying up my room a bit and going off to singer again. dancing with the devil, as apparently she's not feeling so hot either :S

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