03/04 February 2006

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03/04 February 2006
Quote of the day: "It's a desperate game we play Throw our souls, our lives away. Wounds that can't be mended And debts that can't be paid. Oh, I played and I got stung Now I'm biting back my tongue And sweeping out the footprints Where I strayed." Keep Your Distance (Richard Thompson)	Friday 21:00 Lots of stuff keeps happening. Karin has resigned! She has found a job working from home, which is of course ideal for her. Naturally, she didn't take the test on Thursday. I hope my test went well... I had spent a good part of Wednesday night talking on the phone to Susan and drinking. I think I was still drunk the next morning, and wasn't feeling too fresh... I will be going to Seattle next week! My flights are booked. Out on Saturday 11th, back on Sunday 25th. I will so be missing LFW. But even if I madly attempted to come back for the weekend, I wouldn't be able to make it, because the flight just takes too long and the time difference is against me. The office move took place on Friday afternoon. It's unbelievable how many monitors some people have! I sneaked off soon enough to go to Meadowhall. I spent hours getting depressed looking at the clothing items the fashion industry is suggesting we should be wearing. I went to the shops with the intention of buying some plain, decent office clothes. Can't be that hard, can it? I've given up now. I got some new jackets and trousers... but who says office wear must be black or grey?! Shoes are another problem -- there aren't any in the shops! Just sandals and flat moon boots! Saturday 21:00 Went to the shops in town, and bought some more things. Useful stuff, mostly reduced in the sales. I'm tired now, had a bath. What a week! And it's not even over yet! Tonight is Razor Stiletto, but I don't really feel like going. I should get some sleep for a change. Last night we overdid it on the phone again. 4 hours!! I only had 1 bottle of Pinot Grigio, but felt rather battered in the morning. And poor Susan had to work at 8!	When I came back home Friday night a lot of excitement had been on the forum. I won't go into details, you'll know it anyway if you're frequenting the same sites as I do. I actually think the whole affair is quite entertaining. And a very grounding experience. I have no reason to be distressed, and I am not. :-D Some deleting action has been taking place today, and a lot of Stuey bashing, which is totally not necessary, poor sod! I must admit I had a go a Fiona who has now promised that she's finally given up. By the way: I don't hate anybody. Criticism is fine, but what is wrong with unconditional love again? If love had to be stopped every time we did something foolish we'd be well stuffed. "There's nothing worse than a living ex-junkie." I'd almost forgotten that one. They actually wrote that. Fucking hell! Here's another song that has come to my mind during this almost "religious" mania. LOL It might give some people some comfort: I Don't Know How To Love Him I met Carol in TQMax! It had to happen one day, so I made the best of it. It's been a year since I've moved out. She looked great, and is still with John "in a way", still suffering under the spoilt brats. I've seen a mouse in my kitchen!! Shit! What do I do now?! They will be breeding in my cupboard, pooing on my cutlery and eating my potatoes!
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