on the way to base i wanted to find a coffee shop / bus, and walked the long way around from sheinkin to rabin square before sitting down at the former. it was already humid and hot, and i was
today we had back-to-back lectures, although nystire and i managed to escape for a good shinto lunch.
i had a shower when i came home, and hit the sack expecting to be up and dealing with bills and our flatmate at 8pm... they left me to sleep until 11.30pm. nice!
due to a little confusion on the kid's part:
the kid: did we pay the electricity bill?
me, turning up the volume: no, but i we do have powerful beats
this was followed by the two of us doing a little dance with some crazy trance pumping off philosomatika... then dealing with the paperwork.
nystire really irritated me this evening. he pronounced a word in hebrew incorrectly, i corrected him, and immediately afterwards made the same mistake intentionally and assumed an affronted tone.
he claims that "i wouldn't understand" why he finds the language / corrections in the language offensive. his passive rejection offends me, especially when it's something that would make his life easier.
communication is a very important tool, and when only one side understands something the whole point is lost. how do some people manage to miss the object of the exercise?
i cleared all the news from my reader today. i scanned maybe ten of the items before doing so...
cool robot!
what gummi bears are made of... thanks to bad astonomer, i think i might have to buy this.
i can't determine whether the quote "the distance between insanity and genius is measured only by success" comes from bruce feirstein or ian fleming.
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