From the bus depot, to kickstart my Monday's work. Catching the 197 bus in from Gordon train station, I was able to utilize the passenger time on the bus to sign some pdf documents pertaining to my house rain damage insurance claim.
I just walked around my car left here yesterday, grabbing my work badge (security tag) and the jokey paperwork from the utility vehicle's sun visor to 'serve' the aforementioned Californian chap. I saw him like five minutes before that, sans paperwork and tag, turns out his father was Jewish he says. He said something Yiddish sounding to the coke machine. I haven't had a chance to check if mossad has gifted money to my coke machine card however I remember blogging about that. The Californian guy says he's never been to Israel but it's on his bucket list. I told him they have rastafarian kibbutzes there where everyone just smokes weed. And probably farms. I was invited to live on one when I visited Jerusalem around easter 2002 that's why I would know.
I have a job interview tomorrow at 11am at a marina. The movie Jaws was showing in the lunch room at work. Must remember job interview. 199 route is boring.
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