I've been horribly busy lately trying to learn all I can at work as this coming week I have been told I'm essentially all on my own - eek! At least I will be able to ask questions if it goes even slightly pear-shaped. I have started work on the wide and (un)wonderful full range of sample types we handle in Micro. All I can say about that is that stinky things get even stinkier once they get warmed up by the lamp in the microscope. Ew. And this is considering that I have been sitting next to the 37 degree incubator for the last few weeks - I'm getting used to the aroma as it opens and shuts about every 15 minutes.
Last Friday I popped down to Subversion and finally picked up my squee-worthy silk top. It's a little more va-va-voom than I remember hoping for, so when I debut it in public, I think either hefty weight loss or duct tape may be called for. That said, it is marvellous! Amazing execution of the design I blorted out of my midbrain - the girl's magic. Now I just gotta figure out what I want to do with the other 3.5m of fabric.
That night I was freakily perky after work so I decided to drop in at
henchwench's birthday party. It was an 'Alice' theme so the closest thing I could dig up was an EGL top which was a little too tight as I normally save it for autumn wearing - after I've lost weight in the heat. It was fun, and I got stuck as usual in a 'bugs and drugs' conversation with a number of rather interesting people. I certainly didn't expect to run into anyone I knew there besides the obvious, but stumbled across Jeroen (sp.?). We both made blast from the past noises as he left.:P
An odd thing happened there though. I was sitting listening to party noises and people watching when a rather sloshed fellow decided to start talking to me.
Fairly amiable if incoherent, R gave the impression of being at the 'I love alla ya maaate' stage. Our chairs were steadily sinking into the sand as he tried to give me a hug. It was then that our hosts - G and
dra_aken - decided to get him to back off. Looking back now he seemed to be fairly harmless at that point, but got really rather belligerent and/or obnoxious in a very blatant way. I feel that was the right thing to do but it bothers me a bit that I didn't see the signs of his bad side coming out - it really underscored for me how sheltered my life has been and how naive (not quite the right word) I am about the whole thing. I felt rather bad for them because instead of settling down and enjoying the party (and they went to so very much effort) they had to spend the best part of 3 hours trying to crowbar this moron into a cab home. They apologised repeatedly to me, but I feel partly to blame as I should have backed away a lot earlier in the piece. I later heard from others who were there from earlier that he had been unwittingly threatening and discomfiting to others. It was odd that he decided to single me out though, as I was showing a helluva lot less skin than the other non-birthday girl present.
On the good side, I've been adopted! I now have an Uncle Gaz. But it's weird having a 'Mummay' a good 8 years younger than myself!