a garfield monday

the good news: pg and i just got back from the climbing wall - words fail me in expressing the elation i experienced when i finally clambered over the overhang and made it to the top. and then did it again ^_^

there were two failures after that and a bunch more on other walls, but they don't count. i'm sore, but i'm feeling really good.

the other good news is that scr likes my idea so much that he'd rather forgo the degree and skip straight to startup. i'm totally in.

---on to the daily not-so-good news:

my eyesight has been particularly bad today :(

everyone on campus was pleasant enough, and although the money i paid is now locked away it's not necessarily wasted. i'm waiting for communication from the MA advisor that will let me know if i should continue my studies regardless; if i can get my thesis and one of the three outstanding courses out of the way, it'll be worth my while.

after getting a bit lost in ramat aviv, i took the bus to work. work was an absolute nightmare. the guy that i'm supposed to be training is a righteous prick, and he's totally not cooperating. worse, he calls me to ask things before he makes even the slightest effort, and then berates me for suggesting that he tries alone first.

for him, i *don't* have the patience. the funny thing is that he made me feel professionally inadequate at one stage, and after spending a day watching him clumsily do all the wrong things i've realized that he's only slightly above incompetent. as much as that boosts my ego, it frustrates me. and when i explain something to him he makes me feel like i have a severe speech impediment :S

working on my script on the bus home was improving my mood, and then he called to ruin it just as i was getting off.

i'm definitely not depressed.

shower and bed, or shower and movie and bed?