through wind and sleet and dead of night

[had to take a break to post - totally grooving to quadra]

i'm finally studying for the midterm tomorrow in american poetry...

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it was a beautiful, windy evening yesterday as pg and i walked (all wrapped up wintery-like) to meet with her parents and siblings (although she wasn't there) for an excellent (*really* brilliant) meal and a fun evening. i got a really smart gift: a grownup wallet. i haven't a clue when i'd use it, but it's most certainly good to have :)

the walk back was *cold*, and it was late. i tried to read a bit before going to sleep, but i was drowsy from word one...

i woke up early with pg - just in time to thoroughly enjoy a freezing cold and stormy morning. i went to the bank, only to be disappointed by their reversal on their previous offer. bank loans really aren't for those who need them.

when i got to campus i finally managed to get through to my mum, and we talked about the situation. there were a couple of moments where i got really frustrated with her, and i wish i hadn't because she was only trying to help... i hate being stressed about cash, but no more than i hate the decidedly unfortunate job-hunt i've been on.

i spoke to the head of the graduate studies a bit later, and it's possible that i could drop a course or two and take them next year instead... i hope - i pray that it doesn't get to that.

first class: the usual unpleasantness. loads of amusing / offensive posts and comments in our class's facebook group.
at some point i found a wedge! i grasped (more or less) what she was on about and argued with her, and was rewarded for my efforts by appreciation and the satisfaction of providing the girl next to me with a platform for her own two cents :D

the class reminded me of two things:
1. she wears a wig
2. the dark side of oedipus [warning! sexually explicit]

it rained between first and second. it was cold enough that i wore my ski-mask. the rest of the day was perfect for the ski-mask (or is it the other way around?), and i'm exceedingly glad i thought to bring it!

the second class was awesome as usual, i got to bring in a point on the matrix vs johnny mnemonic as support in an argument against one of the lecturer's statements about cyberpunk (and she was pleased), and i still managed to catch up on sexylosers (referenced above, not for children) and life of riley.

i got stuck on the phone with yogi's father and then the flash project's boss (he was super annoying), then had lunch with "winter girl" pg: this season definitely suits her :)

i grabbed a black plastic garbage bag to cover my backpack, pulled up my mask and ran for the bus. must have been quite a sight :P

the whole country's upside down at the moment because of the storm that's been raging since yesterday... and this is one country where the roads are not built to withstand water excess. crossing the road on the way to work saw a few of us trapped on a traffic island, and eventually we just had to wade through :S

i think the boss is annoyed with us for not sticking to the schedule. a pity. after sitting with my team-mate on his project, i sat doing managerial stuff (eh? okay, so it's team leader type rubbish) before leaving to meet with yogi's father.

at least the walk to the bus was alright. by the time i arrived in ramat hasharon it was hailing. hard.

an hour or two with him, and i've been presented with a very interesting project and a large cheque. i'm not so sure about cashing that cheque. i'm pretty certain he's right about our future prospects, but it's money for nothing and there's something a bit... mobbish about it. because i believe him when he refers to me as a part of the family.

at least i know that i'm dealing with good people who are straight down the line. it's a bit tough for me to deal with people like that who *really* don't take "no" for an answer.

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on the bus home we had wifi. i played around with my notes: i've become increasingly annoyed with the iphone's notes because it's constantly syncing with my gmail account and i don't like using the 3G connection. so i found the settings and turned off the syncing. i quote my own thoughts - one might've been able to see steam pouring out my ears:
YOU DID NOT JUST DELETE ALL MY NOTES! what stupid @#$% would think that's an appropriate response to a request to stop syncing them?!?!?!

i was decidedly unhappy about that, even after they came back when i resynced. that's a BAD user experience.

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things seen on the bus:
kissinger! how dare you!
this advice given to the man who turned our entire civilization into self-censured hate-farm through the war on drugs and other "white" lies? could'a gone worse.

(just to be clear: nixon had good intentions, he was just a little confused. i don't think he was a bad man)

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i stopped at my place to pick up my ski jacket before heading back to work - that was an EXTREMELY good move. the storm hit just before i arrived, and i was forced to run / hide / run from incredible hail and winds. it was a fantastic swim :P
it was COLD. and being wet at work isn't cool. i can't say i didn't enjoy the moment, though - there's something about running in the hail and crazy, shifting winds with my ski-mask on that made me happy :D

i spent a couple of hours in the office sitting in my underwear and fighting with our SVN about file renaming and other terrors, then eventually decided it was time to study.

did i say study? back to it, then!