death; purple and orange

the week began well. i almost got run over by a forklift. then i came into my office to find nibble's mother snatching desperately at his feathers, attempting to pluck him back to life.

the morning disappeared quickly as i finished off a really useful and pretty addition to the fun project, the afternoon went quite comfortably doing the regular grind. the difference between the fun project and our regular meat and potatoes is astounding.

the kinder and i have a tradition of locking each other out of the office, usually by mashing the door codes until they invalidate and almost always with hilarious results. i witnessed a spillover to others in the section yesterday, and that had me grinning childishly :D

i'm back to listening to tool. not only did they accompany me on the shuttle home, but also to ra'anana... and back. i woke up this morning with maynard's "if consequences dictate my course of action" in my head, and that wasn't very long ago so it's still there. as amazing as the music is, i don't think it would be as emotional every time if the lyrics weren't as powerful.

the sunset last night was mind-blowing. i didn't mention that it rained the night before, and by sunset we had enormous storm clouds creeping in, giant, indigo clouds on a lilac sky - and underneath and down to the horizon the smoothest, deepest orange. i would have tried to take photos, but the scene was too beautiful and i was inside a bus.

taekwondo was brilliant - and by brilliant i mean that there were four of us who trained hard, hard to the point of breaking and with techniques two of us hadn't seen or thought of in six years. we all enjoyed it, and nystire got to see some of the real deal.

also good: i've picked up milton again :)