here comes the rain again...
wet feet. yuk. walking around an office that has never knowingly been mopped, with bare feet, because the alternative is wearing little mock ballet-pumps that are absolutely sodden. the boss has even suggested getting a blanket out of her car and wrapping me in it, so that i can take my trousers off to dry somewhere.......hmmm, now i come to write that, it sounds dodgy, but it really isn't. at all.
i've joined a gym! i was there last night, running for all i was worth, and by goddess, it felt good. i never really understood the need for exercise until i worked, sat down all day, bored out of my mind. now all i want to do is go and burn off some energy; i suppose i couls eat less, to not have so much excess energy, but that isn't ever going to happen, so the treadmill it is. it ought also to have some happy results on my waistline and bring some nice curves to my biceps. that's the plan, anyway.
after the gym, went to my first vampyre connexion meeting. felt a bit dodgy, despite assurances to the contrary, suspected greasy men and invitations to 'come round for a quick bite', but it was fine. a few bibliogoths turned up, and i originally heard of it through thunder and colin and jenny, so i should have known it wasn't going to be too sleazy. nice to get to speak to a few of the girls of the group, who i hadn't really spoken to earlier, and to meet new people, which is always good. the room is great, very oldey-worlde but without the theme park atmosphere; it just kind of looks as though it was last decorated some time two centuries ago, walled up and then re-discovered a few years ago. with a bar in it, and a really nasty 'service area', but hey, i guess it is a pub.
good news for whitby, i'm hoping. geof, the only man i would kill for, and my exboyfriend/soulmate, might be coming up with a new friend of his, and maybe her boyfriend, which means i don't need to worry about finding people for the extra room. it will be nice, and cool, because it always is. reading random_goth's entry re backbiting and bitching, i'm saddened, because he's a sweetie and ought not be bothered with such things and also because it is so unnecessary. going back to colchester after a while away, and thrusting myself onto a group of unsuspecting people, i was shocked and horrified at the level of infantilism that one or two people stooped to, and it was only one or two, and only one of these pathetic ruses was directed at me, by someone i hardly knew; all i could think of was 'get a life'! it was all too amusing for words and so i don't really talk about it, but i'd hate to think that there were more people like her around the place, being poisonous and petty for the sake of it. and i'd hate to think that, to get back to the point, random_goth was the subject of any of that. ah, my darling little chickens all, what are we to do with people like that?
and so i'm off for a wander. tonight i'm going out with a friend, who is charming and smart and funny; i'm looking forward to it, though despite the fact we have both spent the best part of a week online trying find somthing interesting to do, in london, i have no idea what we shall be getting up to. back soon, probably.
i've joined a gym! i was there last night, running for all i was worth, and by goddess, it felt good. i never really understood the need for exercise until i worked, sat down all day, bored out of my mind. now all i want to do is go and burn off some energy; i suppose i couls eat less, to not have so much excess energy, but that isn't ever going to happen, so the treadmill it is. it ought also to have some happy results on my waistline and bring some nice curves to my biceps. that's the plan, anyway.
after the gym, went to my first vampyre connexion meeting. felt a bit dodgy, despite assurances to the contrary, suspected greasy men and invitations to 'come round for a quick bite', but it was fine. a few bibliogoths turned up, and i originally heard of it through thunder and colin and jenny, so i should have known it wasn't going to be too sleazy. nice to get to speak to a few of the girls of the group, who i hadn't really spoken to earlier, and to meet new people, which is always good. the room is great, very oldey-worlde but without the theme park atmosphere; it just kind of looks as though it was last decorated some time two centuries ago, walled up and then re-discovered a few years ago. with a bar in it, and a really nasty 'service area', but hey, i guess it is a pub.
good news for whitby, i'm hoping. geof, the only man i would kill for, and my exboyfriend/soulmate, might be coming up with a new friend of his, and maybe her boyfriend, which means i don't need to worry about finding people for the extra room. it will be nice, and cool, because it always is. reading random_goth's entry re backbiting and bitching, i'm saddened, because he's a sweetie and ought not be bothered with such things and also because it is so unnecessary. going back to colchester after a while away, and thrusting myself onto a group of unsuspecting people, i was shocked and horrified at the level of infantilism that one or two people stooped to, and it was only one or two, and only one of these pathetic ruses was directed at me, by someone i hardly knew; all i could think of was 'get a life'! it was all too amusing for words and so i don't really talk about it, but i'd hate to think that there were more people like her around the place, being poisonous and petty for the sake of it. and i'd hate to think that, to get back to the point, random_goth was the subject of any of that. ah, my darling little chickens all, what are we to do with people like that?
and so i'm off for a wander. tonight i'm going out with a friend, who is charming and smart and funny; i'm looking forward to it, though despite the fact we have both spent the best part of a week online trying find somthing interesting to do, in london, i have no idea what we shall be getting up to. back soon, probably.