warped clear

wow - arriving at work after a good night's rest is not something i'm used to... the day was jump-started with a frantic call from a VIP and the boss was out, so i had to keep it all together and make myself understood. i appear to have succeeded, but trying to make myself understood over the phone is not my speciality.

we've begun using the shorthand "anal" in place of "analyse", with hilarious results.

bezeq, the telkom of israel. i called them up to get the phone number for the "IAF journal" (בטאון חיל האוויר) to complain about not receiving this month's issue, and they gave me the number for the museum. i didn't know this, and the girl who answered the phone was really confused when i tried to discuss my subscription.

so i called up their directory service again, made damn sure that they understood me (by spelling it out), and they promptly gave me two invalid numbers. fortunately i managed to get hold of the right ones a bit later - i was told that subscription services will be available tomorrow morning.

then i found my copy when i arrived home.

working late was a really good idea this evening, i had time to think and got a lot done :)

ha! i was right! (apparently my german's passable if something's repeated enough times)

unbreakable lcd

further proof that i'm not a good person: i read the headline and immediately thought of chewbacca bawling.

we don't need formulaic bullshit - here's hoping that this documentary will reach the stupid masses. the masses who have... awww heck. this sums up my position perfectly.