all about timing. coincidence? emergence?

awful day with no end of hassles.

one or two fun experiences, at least.

after lunch, i dropped a glass. i held my umbrella in my right hand (which was the direction in which the glass was going) and my left was too far away, and in addition to that the guy next to me was in the way.

my commander picked me out for freezing instead of catching it, and i'm still puzzling over whether i could somehow have found a way. maybe if i'd dropped the umbrella (which would entail pushing my strained wrist with odd angles) or switched stance and attempted to catch it backwards with my left hand.

i don't know. maybe. what bothered me more than anything was that he told me that it's the second time he's caught me freezing instead of reacting, and the reason it bothers me is because he might be right. i need to unlearn this behaviour immediately.

it doesn't matter what music you like, as long as you've listened to enough different music to form an opinion.
and your opinion can change.
there's simply nothing worse than listening to whatever's played on the radio, and then liking it just because it's familiar.

although i was exhausted and frustrated the whole day, i managed to extract something positive out of it towards the evening. i'll see tomorrow how positive. in any event, as soon as i got home i took immediate action and swiftly went out with sammy for some strong liquor.

it was a very pleasant evening, i even had a chat with the hot girl that vision made out with, and sammy and i unintentionally performed a full walkabout of south tel aviv while searching for food. the hostel that i stayed in once upon a time? gone. what an odd period of my life the end of that year was.

being in the right place at the right time is great; better than being in the right place at the wrong time. but even that's far better than being in the wrong place at the right time.