So, i'm tired enough to be dead. Been a highly adrenalined day, and that even without work. 9 buses. I'll hate Dan at some point. Eged i hate already. Grrmp. I'm right to have a public transport phobia. It's malicious. Even isra-rail had it's koontzes this weekend. How perfectly murphy. I really had enough bloody buses in this week to last...a lifetime? Four on saturday, nine today, holy fuckity with fries...
So, there was the psychotech exam. I don't know what is it's point. Been a real quest getting there, even killing a british dragon is easier. At least there was a consolatory baguette in the end. And while walking out i stumbled into another confused creature that demanded inside information on the test. Oh well, at least i brought some optimism...i think? But these weird shapes do mess up one's head. Psychodelic conspiracy, i'm sure. They check how artistically mad are the people they are willing to accept into their sacred walls of knowlege...what?...
Talking of sacred walls. I visited them today. Wrongly so, but then, i'm neurotic, and they dont care whom they send the wrong smses. So i'll go again tomorrow, no big deal really, today's knowlege been useful too - it's important to know why certain things -shouldn't- be done.
Am00singly enough, i went there with dad, thus breaking the axiomatic rule that we inevitably quarrel if stuck together for longer than an hour. And still, methinks tomorrow i'll go alone. Monster won't be avaiable on short notice, and it's too many buses anyway...well, it'll still be fun. I can't be put down now.
A new family joke: "-כפרה! - מה,עליי? - לא, לידך!"
White roses and shining armor, and the rest of fair associations. Fair-colored. Aquarius? River song. Sunlight. Stars and smileys, glow-in-dark, little fluffy dog, subconscious spaces, rainflight, mushroom planes under the rain. I've been there, i know. Amazing grace. Smell of wonder.
And the music. I'm on the verge of building an Evyatar-themed shrine, and now there's Dreamtale...and who knows what will happen next.
Can't deny it'll be tricky bordering on hard, but as of now, we're ready.
Tho in HIT they said that with the workload, breathing will be optional, but optimisim sits on my head now. It's wagging its tail and obscuring my view of the monitor.
Just all that.
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