changing again

shite - another late night. and tomorrow's basketball and paintball.

paintball: it's a section event. some girl heard about it and asked if it would bother us if she joined. i said yes, stressing that it's not personal and that she's invited to the next meet... she then tried to force her way in, and went so far as to suggest that it's not up to me (the organizer)... she really pissed me off.

in no particular order (okay, it's pretty much chronological):

 the sneaky kid is trying to get into the course again. i'm thinking of writing him to suggest that he quit it.
 the buses:
  i ran into last night's date after spilling coffee on my jacket due to the wind
  stare and stare alike (some weirdo just wouldn't stop)
  another course failure - the green beret, i wasn't sure if i'd recognized him or confused him with his twin but either way we weren't friends to begin with so i don't really care
  perfect bus timing, i hopped on to the bus the seller was riding so there wasn't any stress over being late or getting lost
 it was really hot inside when getting my loan referral, i can't understand how those girls survive the aircon
 i was actually feeling worse than the previous days. i took my temperature, though: no fever
 good electric timing, and excellent that we did the exchange manually: it turns out that i'm still registered as the tenant in my previous apartment in the south african zionist federation's building. i put in a request to cut the power
 i made it *just* in time to meet with the painter, he seems capable and friendly but the quote is more than i'd anticipated
 lake arrived, checked out the apartment with the painter and the two of them arrived at the conclusion that it's too dark for me to use any of the colours i'd been considering, that i should go with white and mother-of-pearl finishes. we had coffee / lunch afterwards, then i had to run off in the rain (with joydrop - beautiful stuck in my head) to bus back to base
 the loan required the creation of a fictitious account at the soldier's bank, which took about half an hour of signing stuff. ugh
 a few days ago i got a phone call from the bank of jerusalem asking me if i wanted to increase my monthly savings transfer - i refused. it suddenly dawned on me on my way back to my office that i actually have enough money in that account to sort me out! what a great surprise :)
 i got the organization blues, i had a lot of non-work-relateds to deal with. i had stupid application errors to get fixed (they claim it's a hardware problem) and stupid "that's how the army is" responses from the only people in the army in a position to enforce policy change. i'm about ready to give up

the constant squeak of my bag as i transported the ducks was identical to gir's outfit in the first episode :P

we worked late - i actually got into it tonight, i hope that energy remains.

at least the excuse for the late bedtime is a good one: my cousin's here from england, and an evening of whiskey, coconut milk and curry seafood and great company was extremely refreshing!