breezy, pretty evening

work days never seem to begin too well, but when i've spent two weeks organizing a section breakfast and then two different groups of people decide that we don't need the room we reserved early especially, i can't quite let it slide. we kept it in the end, and for more time than was originally booked, but there was no need to force us to "prove" our right.

the breakfast was crazy - the food was great and we definitely brought more than enough. two birthday boys arrived, and the cakes they brought are going to last us most of tomorrow at the very least :) [and they're darn good cakes]

one of the guys came to pay me back for something, and i was talking to nystire so he stood behind me and dropped the coins on my chest. nystire made a cheeky comment about my sexual value, and in jest he rubbed my chest... his shock, surprise and running away made us all hysterical - he didn't expect to feel my nipple ring :D
(and this is a guy who tells obscene jokes non-stop)

immediately after breakfast we all went to a farewell ceremony for lunch. busy day. the only food available was pizza, so i hung around until they were into the eating then made an exit. i ate alone in the mess, but the food was sort-of alright so it wasn't a terrible experience.

i spent the day trying to convince my TL to include a critical path project in his priorities list. i made an inspired tweak on one of my applications (i cheated hebrew ASCII out of windows, i'm very proud of myself), came up with a plan for a simple future app that could really help us and learned to use a mechanism that i've been dreading touching since i last played with it.

damn you, microsoft excel! damn you! why do i have to "paste special" when i want to copy cell contents?!?! bastards.

[break to hang out washing]

i got home, changed clothes and went off to orange again to try and get a battery. this time the guy had the good grace to make it clear that it's better to find another reseller or buy online :S

i don't know what possessed me to go for a run. today i got back into listening to progressive rock again (i've been listening to psychedelic for the last few weeks), and it just seemed... right. the influence of this month's wired can't be ignored, though.

the advantage of proper running shorts: immediate feedback.
1) must tan upper legs
2) must correct flabby buttocks

the park was absolutely beautiful this evening, and i need to start wearing the pedometre because i'll be damned if i didn't run a personal best tonight - and that's after not feeling particularly well and not exercising in weeks.

great news! the response i got from the advisor? "your writing sample is more than fine" ^_^

*PHEW!*

and now i need to do some work on this poor bastard's c++ project.