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shit - i just had to redo a function for the flash project. i'd been trying to keep my changes to a minimum because i didn't feel confident with the environment, and in being overly cautious ended up writing a load of crap.

twice.

that's just shameful. i tidied it up, rewrote a particularly stupid function of my predecessor's, and felt really stupid about having missed all of it before :$

four days left on my trial version of flash cs5; i let the boss know and let him assume that i assume that he'll be picking up the bill for the license...

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this morning i got to bed soon enough after posting, managing to sleep a peaceful four hours and waking up most impressed with pg for having slept well in spite of crashing when i had solid psy trance going :)

after such a great sleep, climbing into a crowded bus and having to force (hey!) my (watch it!) way (there's no space back there) through to the (oops! sorry) back of the bus to where eidetic was standing with enough space to swing a small cat was a bit tiring. honestly, i don't understand these people and their need for violent intimacy. innate frotteurism?

eidetic and i talked rubbish (as is our wont) until we were on campus, and i strapped in for a thrilling first class. i'm not sure if we actually learned anything. after i posed the question of what percentage of material on the syllabus we've covered, one of the girls provided what appears to be an accurate answer (slightly higher than i anticipated): 17.4%

the implications of this fact were brought home during second, when our lecturer used a simple word - "focalization" - and received nothing but blank stares in response. in disbelief, she introduced us to one of the basic vocabulary words we're supposed to be learning in first :(

twelve years later, and i still can't control it. *SPOILER ALERT* the following text is in black to hide it from anyone who hasn't yet seen the devil's advocate (if that's you - you WILL see it.) *SPOILER ALERT*
1998, i'm watching a movie at the theatre with a dodgy character who i shouldn't have been friendly with. it's late afternoon, the theatre's half-full, and i'm *in*, man. i'm totally focused on the movie.['cause it's an incredible movie]
then comes the scene - kevin shoots himself. my reaction was so sudden and automatic, that scene having become so real to me, that i didn't realize what i was doing until it was most definitely out there: i jumped out my seat screaming, horrified, "NOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!"

see, i wanted the devil to win. let's just say that my fellow movie-goers weren't too impressed with me.
fast-forward to today. pg's doppelgänger began saying something about kafka's the penal colony that i found so wrong as to shout "NO!" and then be *really* embarrassed afterwards (:$)

after class i went to thank the lecturer for putting vicarious in my head (we discussed the "sublime"). she let me know that she would've supported my argument yesterday against moral absolutism, and that she'd send my copy of alice in sunderland back to me soon. i don't know if she managed to read all of it, but if she's not going to see us for the rest of the semester then it's gotta come home.

i had lunch with pg, then walked with eidetic to the bus. i think i talked too much. it was on the bus that the flash boss caught me, and i found myself talking down to him whenever he made me repeat myself. i really shouldn't do that :/

work: i was completely focused - so much so that i didn't take enough breaks - and i got a whole bunch done. kinda like monday. i couldn't fight off the munchies though - this urgent need for chocolate has become nigh uncontrollable :S

my kibbutz cousin sent me through a couple of good ski deals, which i'm about to go over with pg who's just walked in.