results, a confession pt 1.5

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i had some time before the reading, so i stopped by the museum of the diaspora to check out their database for a friend of mine back in south africa. it was a long and arduous process, that not finding anything, and introduced me to the politically stupid aspect of jewish genealogy databases: there are a bunch of them, and they're not connected. i don't know much about jewish genealogy, but i know enough to realize that this leaves all of them considerably less useful... i wonder if the professionals have thought about this.

---m. l. liebler, yeah? wow, man - that was super cool. i didn't see it coming, and the more he did the more impressed i became. mixing william blake with jimi hendrix? groovy. grandma's rock 'n roll? JEALOUS.

---on the way home i bought a bunch of bananas and presented them to pg as better than roses. it turns out she likes roses :P
i was only home for a few minutes, and had to rush out to catch a ride to kfar saba for my ex-unit's farewell evening. i was in such a hurry i forgot to replace my sunglasses with a hair-band... at least i didn't forget the gift.

the guy who gave me a ride isn't the most social of creatures, so the rides there and back were fairly quiet. the evening itself was fun - most people, as usual, didn't recognize me at first :P
i was disappointed, as usual, by the lack of alternatives to pizza. because we all know that EVERYONE eats crappy pizza. all i could consume was beer and whatever snacks were left :/

---the aforementioned gift was supposed to be given to the pointy-haired boss during the evening, but he didn't show up so i passed it around before giving it to nystire to pass along. the comments caused my temperature to rise dramatically, most of the guys loved it, nobody can believe that i actually planned on giving it to him and everyone agrees that i have a bad streak because i can do such a thing.

i mean, the guy made us all miserable and took advantage of us in the most shameful ways, all the while being grossly incompetent and negligent in matters of national security. i don't see why we all need to be nice anymore.

---the rollerblading group whizzed past me on my way home - i scanned the faces for pg, but she'd opted to stay home because i hadn't gone...

---wednesday:

the third alarm failure. this time the alarm application had somehow closed... but it was replaced by an enthusiastic plush doll snuffling in my face. easier to deal with, anyway :P

i waited more than forty minutes for the bus (whiling away the time with my mobile rss feed and trying to help lost passengers), and this time when my bus card failed i began to consider the possibility that it was to blame and not the readers...

ubuntu, svns and ssh: i have come to the conclusion, after being laughed at for even trying, that the svn guis available for linux are complete and utter rubbish. including the ones that come highly recommended. one installed and didn't run, the other ran but couldn't deal with ssh. and as for ssh... at least i eventually figured most of it out, and my boss rescued me on the last bit.

nope, the linux experience isn't yet ready for regular users like myself. sorry.

lunch revolved around the previous day's genealogy discovery and reddit; i've come to the conclusion that our secretary and i are simply too many worlds apart to have a sensible conversation :(

---on the way back we argued over the price of cheese: last week the country made a concerted effort to put their foot down, and a boycott of cottage cheese was successful. good for you, israel, learning about consumer power so late in the game. now that you've used it on something as trivial as cheese, how about we form a democracy?

oh, wait... you don't care. cheese, though - that's important.

---google maps: i hate you. it took me fifteen minutes to map out a route for my aunt because each mouseclick had to be precise and mistakes cannot be partially undone. if you mis-click, while is all too easy, you have to start again. that sucks!

i got home broken, and began the reparations with abe's exoddus and ben & jerry's. my mum called me up on skype - hooray! my mother has entered the information age by sorting out a booster for her apartment! it only took years of harassment... i love you mom!

the evening at kc's grandparents was great, although my aunt got lost and it was partially due to my directions :(
dinner was excellent, loud and boisterous and interesting. i'm a little shocked at how deaf kc's grandmother has become in the last year or so...

yang made me happy: he rocking up wearing a tool shirt. kick ASS! he then made me unhappy by calling conservative canadians "rednecks"; i'm pretty sure that's not the word he was looking for. but his family backs him up. except his father, who's a hard-right conservative.

we went home in convoy, so they were just fine, and we found an easy parking but not before some asshole almost connected with us because he was in *such* a hurry. he made me hoot, and i instantly regretted it. i did, however, really want to chase him down and put a fist through his mouth.

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