moonlighter's got us all by the short and curlies; we seem to be okay (after my last post concerning him), but i'm now desperate to extract as much knowledge as i can and as soon as possible. both thursday and monday had five of us in the office until late because he has different priorities.
robocop: still a great film. why does he leave his helmet off??
on thursday i sat cam2 down for an evaluation. military style. i made sure everything was clear - in particular the "very poor" issues - and he seemed genuinely grateful for the feedback. i'm still not seeing much change, though.
i still haven't signed my contract, because there are a couple of issues. i will not sign a non-compete clause that would prevent me from working in an entire industry.
my bank in israel just doesn't let up; we couldn't get them to send us the report that they were only too happy to print and charge us for, containing data that should be available online. assholes.
on that note, i'm happy to report that my first payslip arrived just in time for me to leave that account in the black. nice!!!
dr who (the first episode): okay, it's not SO bad. but certainly not exciting.
greyhound buses are easy to find and relatively cheap, but traveling sick is no fun. lots of staring out the window, reading wired or playing penny arcade games. the prelude to on the rain-slick precipice of darkness went by too quickly for my liking.
stepping up to american immigration was inexplicably terrifying. pg and i were separated and that made me even more anxious.
two idiots talking loudly for half the trip made me think of one of my first flatmates when i immigrated to israel. dodgy, dodgy fucker.
one shouldn't order more than a single tofu dish in a chinese restaurant.
the freedom trail is kinda boring.
boston by day may be pretty, but it's not a patch on boston by night in the soft rain. empty streets with occasional and sometimes surprising neon reflections.
my first slurpee ever was delicious even though it was cold.
pg and i had a huge fight on saturday night, and everything was very dramatic until we figured it all out around 4am. that was when pg woke me up from a dream in which we were still arguing; my mumbling had woken her up. the two realities were confused there for a while.
south station lends itself to my new sense of the essence of america; such a wide open space, each protagonist errant in the wilderness, simply bumping into other errants for better or worse.
clif bars: if it's vegan, healthy and delicious, it's the shits!
tuesday:
interviewing: french level up
our columbian developer's cousin wasn't as fortunate with the CIC as we were... we talked about david eddings and anime.
linux coaching until very late.
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