thursday's child

thursday saw my boots breaking, with me in them, early on in the day. running and walking became tragically uncomfortable, eventually bringing my TL and i to an altercation that saw my respect for him reduced to none.

that aside, it was a fun day hiking about hunting riddles and chatting with the kinder, whose travels have given us a whole lot to discuss and have opened his eyes to the real world - the one that i live in - where people are generally good and friendly and life can be fun :)

it was a hot, sunny day, with only one incident of rain. the forest itself was pretty. i managed to cut a watermelon with a plastic knife. our SC and i only had one major argument, and that ended amiably. i think he finally figured out that just because i like music that he doesn't, doesn't mean that i don't like music that he does (he was shocked that i'm into pink floyd and rage against the machine).

i did offer everyone else tim-tams... only three of them left the packet. the remaining fourteen went down my gullet smoothly and quickly - then my curiosity got the better of me: i read the packet. at 400 calories per biscuit, according to my heart-rate monitor, i need to do something akin to a 60km run to cover the intake. it's a good thing i don't work like that!

we got a bit lost on the way to our previous SC's place, but that didn't really matter. road six is impressive, and the sunset was absolute magic*. i was called up and offered a part as an extra in an israeli zombie movie, which seems to be trendy as shadowslight and goldenangel both acted as zombies in a south african one recently. cool!

* the expression "unearthly beauty" strikes me as a bit of a contradiction, so i'll say it was full of earthly beauty and be misunderstood instead. it was gorgeous, and not only colourful but with an incredible sense of depth as well!

our SC's place is lovely, and makes me sad because he really doesn't deserve to live so well on ill-gotten (i mean incompetently acquired or bureaucratically manipulated) gains. i found myself amused that the meat was of poor quality (and badly cooked), and the beer was "maccabi", which is very much like making love in a canoe [no, i didn't really read it all].

also, he's protected by "paradox security". does that mean that they'll be responsible for all the break-ins, or that they'll protect him from impossibilities?

the evening was alright, the farewell pretty good. watching the intro to the last phil collins tour dvd was astounding.
the song the guys wrote for me was really sharp, and got me laughing just as loudly as everyone else :)
i managed the speech without too much difficulty, although my final statement was a lot nicer than i'd intended... at least the dedication contains my subtle intent, but that's only because i wrote it in english: "may your service be as fun as it is meaningful" :P

we left late, and on a pretty good note until our host called me up to tell me that i'd forgotten to chip in my share. he couldn't have waited until the next day to begin harassing me? no class.

i woke up when we hit a bump and my head had been resting on the headboard with my neck at a bad angle, and was so bothered that in spite of my exhaustion i couldn't close my eyes until i got back. and i was exhausted. getting home from the train station was hard. my feet hurt, i was dazed and keeping myself from simply curling up on the sidewalk and going to sleep was a mission.

after a quick shower when i eventually got home, my mum called for a quick chat, and after that i was gone.