couple that with some awkwardness with pg - probably all mine again. it's almost as if the tiny bugs that have suddenly popped up in the drawers of my bedside table are merely metaphorical.
tuesday:
we didn't get up early on tuesday to go register my having moved. instead pg had me fill out a form and she went alone yesterday to suffer the queues. i'm now officially living here.
i read about facial recognition on the bus, and since then i've been looking at people differently. it's fascinating!
my feet and ankles have been hurting since saturday night - they're a bit better now, but on tuesday it was still awful. as far as work is concerned, the two main projects have been fighting right until the very end, but i think they're done giving me headaches and after two days of mad-scientist frenzy this week is left with nothing more on the table than final QA.
please, gods, let this be the final QA.
training on tuesday - AMAZING. i was fighting fit for the first time in as long as i can remember, just in time to battle one of the country's international representatives. i didn't win, but i did a good job nonetheless. and it didn't wear me out - i totally owned the next few fights ^_^
the rollerblading route was great on tuesday night, but i found myself being kind of antisocial. and then, while my hair dried after i showered, i got stuck into more zombies. it's addictive.
wednesday:
i woke up dead, and the day began with my cleaning coffee off the wall of the stairwell because my sandal slipped on the way down... twice... so i only enjoyed about two sucks of my first cup. my first mission was to visit my apartment and make sure that everything's alright - he's set the place up completely differently, and really nicely. and his dog is really cute.
i grabbed the stack of mail that he'd collected for me and stopped by the post-office. it was a horrible experience. after waiting for a while my number was called, and i got shouted at because it took me a whole 5 seconds to get to the window. then the 'orrible woman gave me a down-the-nose explanation of why misdirected mail isn't her problem, and then she started rubbing her lips on my id card while discovering that she wasn't qualified to cancel my mail forwarding service, and wouldn't i rather just tack on another forwarding service to return it to the original address?
because there's no way the post office would be confused by recursion. after hunting down a manager, and waiting for him, i went through the annoyingly tedious process of cancelling the forwarding.
what a great start to the day.
i had breakfast at coffeeholic, which was great until some big-mouthed idiot sat down beside me and began banging the counter enthusiastically. then i got home to discover that ants had eaten some of my meringues. fantastic.
thought for the day: bon jovi - if i was your mother is one of those songs that's intriguing and contradictory. i like it. i've always liked it. i don't know why, exactly. perhaps because the music doesn't match and it's still good music. maybe it's because the lyrics are so... original.
i was excessively tired yesterday - with good reason. after a huge lunch i managed to catch five minutes' siesta, but that definitely wasn't enough. after making myself somewhat useful towards to the end of the work day, i left a bit early for the other office. most of the evening was spent arguing politics.
keeping my hair tied up is much easier, but my hair's not long enough that it isn't a mission. and the amount of hair that comes out with the elastic scares me.
i was tired and irritable when i eventually got home, we watched half of blade runner before going to bed. i suspect that the quality issue with the movie is a fault of the new divx player, and not the disc... suck.
it is not in israel's interests to keep terrorists in prison. we're providing for them, not only food and shelter but also education when our own kids don't get much of that. and their martyrdom is contagious. if we ran a catch and release program for terrorists, they'd be humiliated and they'd return to their families not as legends, but as real, pathetic human beings.
at least in texas there's some rationality.
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