forgotten

getting a ride to base from one of my section-mates means leaving my apartment half an hour later than usual and arriving on base half an hour earlier. this is working for me.

sorting grimy bottles for recycling, in the rain, is a bit of a chore. it's frustrating when some idiot spends all his time taking photos of us doing it that nobody cares about instead of helping us get through it all faster.

coming up with conniving reverse-practical jokes is amusing.

the girl working at aroma remembered my name - we think she likes me.

the boss came in to my office around 7pm and offered me a ride home. when i told him i was staying a bit longer he politely insisted on me leaving. i politely replied that i was getting a ride with one of the other guys, and he suggested that i confirm this in case i'm forgotten.

i suspect foul play - i didn't confirm because the guy giving me a ride usually gives me a ride. i received a phone call half an hour later asking me if i was still on base, he'd already hit tel aviv. wonderful.

at least i found someone else to give me a ride.

i'm going to bed early tonight, i've just played around successfully with SDL and that's enough computing for me.

contact lenses again, with pretty pictures

paper spacecraft

in-game medical degree

apparently this man has a solution to some of our problems.