poor me: a weekly review part i

this is a daunting post, i'm considering leaving it at bullet points.

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monday night

i watched the first bit of macbeth, and it is creepy and beautiful and deserving of all the praise it has received. to offset pg's watching twilight, which i haven't seen but have had my ears abused by its background badness, we watched a couple of episodes of being human (there's an american version too?!).

then i strapped on my blades for a short run. i returned, breathless and exhilarated, had a quick shower and settles down with pg to celebrate independence day by watching mononoke hime.

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tuesday

i went to sleep around midnight, then woke up around 2am and hurriedly got ready to party. i met up with the girls at my apartment, and we ended up leaving around 4am, hitting the gilboa at the perfect time to catch a beautiful sunrise. we got lost looking for the parking, but eventually managed to find the place... one of the girls tried to convince the guard to let us park in the organizers space, and laughed at me for not playing along and pretending to be a dj.

i don't do games.

after a lengthy argument between her and the tickets sales - the tickets were ridiculously expensive - we had a bit of a hike before arriving on the scene.

kindzadza was hectic, zirkin was fun, the hamburger for breakfast (so i could take my pills) was kinda alright. sandman was pretty decent, but then...

... green nuns of the revolution were frikkin' AMAZING. total flashback goa trance set, absolutely incredible.

there were hints of mud on the dancefloor. after the old-school madness the oddball eclectic electro wasn't too cool, although the middle of the set was pretty good. then the majority of our car decided it was time to go, and the next set saw us out with solid groovy beats.

the plastic flap behind the back wheel came loose, and anti-1 got to it before i did so while she did all the dirty work i became the butt of the jokes of the family picnicking a few metres away. they invited us to partake of their (very decent) lunch, and refused to accept my declining their offer. i wasn't hungry, i was proud of having said "no" in light of my undesirably large appetit of late, and there i was being forced to take sausages to placate their sense of hospitality :/

it was a comfortable drive, and even our hitch-hikers slept well. i dropped myself at ze germans' traditional barbecue, which was comfortable and cool and not infiltrated by the brother-in-law's family like last time. i went downstairs to put on my boardies, and smacked my head into their dangerously low roof. unfortunately, my very expensive sunglasses were on my heard and they exploded into two pieces.

fortunately, they're really well designed and the snap was totally controlled and the pieces could be clicked right back into place. awesome!!!

not so awesome was managing to step on a bee. i count myself very lucky that one of the girls lives close by and she fetched me an antihistamine.

it was far too cold by the time sunset had arrived, so after a fair amount of eating and chatting i walked to the bus and returned to tel aviv. i stopped by the supermarket on the way, and was highly amused by having made the right decision to stand in the slow queue as opposed to the express. and that in spite of the queue i chose being triply slow: the woman couldn't decide what she wanted to buy, then how to pay, and then the computer wouldn't process her coupons. i was also amused to hear the computers being called "thinkers" by the woman working the counter :P

i joined pg in watching how i met your mother before bed. she's still watching the funny seasons.

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wednesday

i was *exhausted*. the class on rhyming felt like a no-go, meeting the class-rep was a no-go, the class we'd reserved for the anime night was non-existent. we were told we had a class that was fictitious. after cancelling the event in utter disappointment, i went to fight with the student union. after a couple of speeches, we discovered that the error was far less sinister or complicated than i'd thought: right room number, wrong building.

OH.

i bussed home for a nap, then visited my apartment to pick up the rent. and learn that i'd missed a crazy party the night before...

i got a bit of work done, said hi and goodbye to pg as she came in, then returned to campus.

the medical building is great; eerily hospital-like. and the one-way doors are stupid. as are the coins-only vending machines. in the end, three of us sat watching the first half of galaxy express 999 (botchman and eidetic hadn't been with us the week before), and we decided that we're moving the anime nights back to tel aviv, back to our homes, and incorporating them with munchkin, talisman, or d&d as our fancy takes us.

after a quick communication through ebay about a gift that i'm almost certain won't arrive in time. i then stole transferred a few large concrete blocks to the roof, did some work, watched how i met your mom with pg, then hit the hay.

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thursday

i arose at 6.40am to prepare for my visit to the dentist. i spent so much time building a socially constructive blog that i was almost late. i left in a hurry, it was a warm day, and got halfway to the bus before i realized that i'd left my panoramic at home... i *ran* back, and consider myself very lucky that pg was groggily half-awake and mumbled "are you going on rollerblades?" at me. i hadn't thought of it, but i scrambled and made it *just* in time.

only when i arrived, i realized that i'd forgotten to bring a certain form... at least i could get it organized in the same building.
i rolled back home, passing by the bank for a half an hour social because the computers had died... an elderly "gentleman" claimed that it's our generation's fault that we're at the mercy of technology. i think he was confused about my age.

as i was standing with the teller, netvision called:
"would you like to renew your telephone contract?"
"can you call me back in 20 minutes?"
"no."
"i don't understand. please call me back in twenty minutes."
"you can call our customer service number at..."
"your customer service line sucks. you've called me now, when i can't take your call, now please call me back in twenty minutes."
"i'm not calling you back."
"let me speak to your manager please."
[some excuse as to why she can't connect me]
"hang on - you're calling to find out if i want to renew with you guys?"
"yes."
"then the answer's no."

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