neck, back, tongue

after a full (4.5 hours) night's sleep i woke up just fine. it was only on my way out the door that my neck began to hurt, and my back. really, really hurt. i've been suffering it the entire day, and while i've managed to increase mobility a little over the last couple of hours i'm still mightily uncomfortable.

i walked a bit of the way to meet my ride, it was a cooler morning than it has been for a while and the day justified a jacket for the first time in a couple of weeks. i realized on the way to the base that i'd planned my friday rather badly; going from an all-nighter at the trance party to dealing with the cable technician and the plumber, then hitting the climbing wall and finally joining the sunset rollers does seem a bit much :/

i'm usually one of those complaining about the kind of unsociable behaviour that i displayed this morning: a couple of us had washed our mugs and filled them with water. i had an excuse - the sink was on my way to the kettle - but we should have filled it anyway. by boiling just enough water for two, we upset the next person in :/

i spent the morning reworking my search and replace functionality - it appears that the link i posted yesterday was based on a startling inaccuracy, or at the very least was based on a wide discrepancy between language versions. no Find function for me. i managed to get around it fairly easily, though. this left me with undo functionality, but a problem with an infinitely recursive "replace all"... i gave up after a while, disabling it temporarily, so that i could go back to the priority stuff.

the perl scripts. i *hate* perl. but by the end of the day, i'd finally found the solutions to all the weird problems thrown at me (only one of them was actually caused by bad script on my side) - and on sunday we'll find out if that really is the last of it.

i was pleased to discover that there are people who like my sunset / sunrise photos. i always feel like i take too many of them :P

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i got some heavy news today. later on, i received a sensible explanation.

it's all a matter of perspective. the big boss, who i don't particularly care for, has stated unequivocally that as i've done something wrong, the army must kick me out. he doesn't want me requesting a shortened service and essentially getting a pat on the back.

i've still got the option of spending the remainder somewhere else, but at least where i am i'm working on a project that i believe in, and in the military more than anywhere it's important to stick with the enemy that you know.

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i had fun messing with the guitar today, but i realized after watching another beginner fiddling with eric clapton - tears in heaven that i have got to learn to play the guitar at some stage :P

my TL forgot to inform me that i had to be at a unit lecture, and so i used the time to work. a couple of people came by to let me know that i (in particular) would have found it interesting.
oh, well.

much like peanut butter, i can happily gorge myself on nutella straight from the jar. so good!

the inspection had begun by the time i was able to use the vacuum cleaner, and i was horrified to discover that the last people to avail themselves of it had filled the bag, not replaced it, and rendered it useless :(
i fled the scene, and nobody said anything. apparently, one of the perks of sitting where i am is that nobody really cares about me :P

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i informed a couple of my section-mates about the demotivational gift i bought for our previous SC - our new SC has called it a "tasteless revenge". i'm actually alright with that.

me? bitter?

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towards the end of the day i remembered the massage chair, and sat for ten minutes on the verge of tears. i then transferred myself to an uncomfortable seat on the shuttle, waking up halfway home with my neck even more skew than before and my left arm asleep. wonderful.

i retrieved my nice pants from the laundromat, made myself a snack, and lay down to try a method my physiotherapist taught me. it kind of worked a little. after half an hour, i decided that i didn't need to go to either of the two performances i wanted to see this evening: i ran a load of washing and created a t-shirt design that had popped into my head a while back before chatting to my mum for a bit. i repeated the self-torture method again, a little less successful this time, but i did get some rest.

hanging out laundry, eating, watching the big bang theory - the precious fragmentation [absolutely brilliant!], and posting before heading out... on my way to namaste ^_^

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i called up the cute girl who wants to learn to rollerblade to arrange a time, and i'm not so sure how innocent this is anymore. not that that's a bad thing, mind ;)