dreary but over

our shuttle didn't arrive this morning, so we had to make our way to base by bus. i wasn't prepared to use our space-cadet's sneaky and disturbingly successful technique for getting on the always-crowded bus, much as i was impressed by it, but i got into the office a few minutes after him so i guess my "slow and steady" public transport philosophy isn't broken yet.

a small group of us went to the firing range, which was being run by one of my least-favourite people from my old base... he's the asshole who filed a complaint about me a couple of years ago.

we let off our rounds, headed back to base and stopped by the guard commander to organize my approval stamp... only to be informed that we hadn't shot enough bullets so we'll have to do it again.

i want to do it again - i'm happy to go once a week, but for some reason the others are really upset with me for reporting back in full....
*ahem* snitching *ahem*
... fortunately for them our commander doesn't care, and i'm going to have to organize to go on my lonesome now.

okay, maybe i've pushed the "spirit of the idf" thing too far, and i should probably step back and stop taking all the rules so seriously. deep down i'm anti-authoritarian, and my behaviour's affecting my world-view.

and of course, first day this week without my umbrella and i got caught in a crazy downpour approaching my apartment.