cold read

the kayak killed me! aside from being completely out of shape with regards the muscles required for the exercise, i think the combination of not having felt good earlier and wearing a second-skin that was too close for comfort was what really caused the trouble.

on the way back in, i flipped - and couldn't get up. even the instructor got tired of seeing me climb up and fall over the other side that many times :$
eventually, though - after he'd let me go, i *did* manage to get back in! all by myself! but i was wiped-out for the rest of the session.

after coffee, four of us (the chef, his girlfriend and another girl) lay on the beach or floated in the water, and then went to the pretzel place (bretzel) for lunch. i didn't realize that they do such a wide range of stuff, and it's *really* good!

one of the coffeeholic regulars joined us for a beer, and on the way to the coffeeholic (the chef's shift) we had an argument that got out of hand, only to get to a point where we realized that we were arguing two sides of the same coin - it's been a very, very long time since i've argued philosophy with someone who didn't frustrate me with narrow-mindedness.

i was shocked and surprised at how well the guy managed to read me. i don't know how much of his connecting my personality traits to my name really meant, and i don't know how much of his reading me correctly was due to me giving so much away in the debate or just a general understand of the human condition, but it resulted in some very interesting discussions that kept me on my chair until far later than i'd intended.

i've just had a shower and swept the floors (although not mopped, i'm too lazy right now), and i'm about to tackle the c++ work. i've been disregarding it for too long.