QA is really not my bag.

four and a half hours of my life wasted today on quality assurance lectures. suck.

the actual work i got around to doing was great, though. and with a little bit of inattentiveness i managed to make it challenging, too. i was a bit distracted with organizing a bunch of things, one of those things being a place to stay tomorrow night on assumption that a few of us are going to jerusalem for a party - j-girl's willing but i think i'll stick with ru55 :P

i got home to find a package waiting for me: PENNY ARCADE - YOU ROCK!! the shirt is awesome!

back from training: i'm not fully recovered yet. also, i've a small tear in my left leg from my last tkd session, and i'm praying it's not infected 'cause it hurts like hell and we're off snowboarding in a couple of weeks :S

we just did a quick shopping run, and i confronted one of the aisle managers about their constant lack of lactose-free vanilla-flavoured kiddie-milk. he went back and hauled out a few crates, and told me that in future if i don't see on the shelves to just ask.

WTF?! it's obviously popular enough that people are buying them up as soon as they appear... this is a tactic reminiscent of our mess hall in the evenings. there's no bread until the majority of soldiers give up and leave, then suddenly there's too much. bastards.

even prisoners get bread. speaking of which, the palestinian prisoners in israeli jails get fed better than we do. again, suck.

now i'm after a quick shower (nothing better in winter than hot water tickling one's scalp), supper (an entire focaccia stuffed with meat, goat's cheese and cucumbers), and i'm going to crash before getting ready for the next two days.