i went straight to work - going around the entire train station, because heaven forbid they should let me pass through on wheels :/
things i learned in marketing: the message should be simple, the message should be clear. there was a group of protesters making a noise near the exchange, and nobody could figure out what the hell they wanted. too many different banners, each one filled with text; only one person i came across could be bothered to go and talk to them.
needs better leadership.
i got in, sat down to get set, then went for early lunch with sammy. lunch was cool, aside from being a little freaked out by the cashier's witchingly long fingernails. i made a bit of headway when i got back, although i'm spending a fair amount of time playing catch-up with the guys i used to work with. i forgot how much fun it is to work there :)
the one meeting i had went super smoothly ("i'm fairly confident you'll be fine: just come in whenever you want and when you're feeling ready, go for it"), i showed my instructor a couple of my videos (1 and 2) and then i returned home.
for a solid few hours of vampire the masquerade. we've closed a chapter, and i have to admit that i'm absolutely amazed at just how good it's going - our storyteller (scrapper) is fantastic and i've been playing fairly close to my slightly-psychopathic assamite in spite of a little in-character / out-of-character confusion.
there's nothing like having chains at the ready in the cellar ;)
both the storyteller and i forgot that my character can't drive, and i only realized the mistake about half an hour after it happened - we agreed that that was good cause to give myself a point in the drive skill from the XP we earned during the day :P
i had a horrific headache and bellyache after the guys left, but i forced myself to go blading anyway: good call! the route was great, the group was fantastic and i feel much better now. not only that, but i just spoke to SxS on skype and the call was smooth! that's the first time it's worked for me, and it was very cool :D
for anyone who's wondering, these are containers destined for gaza.
allow me to make this clear for all those among you who are too peaceful to get what's going on without clearer translation: those gunmetal boxes? they're not filled with tinned food and blankets.
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