Back again!
Hi there all. I'm back from my extended break. Hope you saved a seat for me. Christmas and New Year were OK. Nothing especially brilliant. Had some holidays from work, still farting about aimlessly.
Handed in my notice for this job a week ago, so three more weeks till I'm a free woman again! Woo!
Thinking of scooting down to Engerland in car with man-friend for a little jaunt - get away from Glasgow, have a little explore around the place, relax, and have a good time. Should be nice if we can make sure it transpires this time.
Also currently trying to negotiate my way through something of a small diplomatic crisis at the moment. Having come across the irksome, obstinate, sometimes obnoxious bitch, in a well-meaning but crassly stupid expedition to preach my gospel of sorts to a man whom I, self-evidently, respect and admire. Apparently, I hear, that he thinks I had specially selected him as a candidate for venting my spleen. If this was true, I'd find it easier to accept and get on with it. But is isn't, it just isn't. Just as his hypothesis on homosexuality isn't true, not even remotely - and there just isn't an inoffensive way to say it. I'm sorry.
If the man concerned is reading this, you may wish to search for your name a few times on this journal to uncover a few positive references to yourself. Either I have some bizarre split personality or complex, or I'm simply not the odious little shit with the irrational personal vendetta that you think I am. I won't for a moment deny my ostensible obnoxiousness in a minority of my (excessive) communications, and I'm sincere in my apologies - I just wish to clear some of this up. More will be said, and more eloquently, later.
Enough.
Have a good one.
Handed in my notice for this job a week ago, so three more weeks till I'm a free woman again! Woo!
Thinking of scooting down to Engerland in car with man-friend for a little jaunt - get away from Glasgow, have a little explore around the place, relax, and have a good time. Should be nice if we can make sure it transpires this time.
Also currently trying to negotiate my way through something of a small diplomatic crisis at the moment. Having come across the irksome, obstinate, sometimes obnoxious bitch, in a well-meaning but crassly stupid expedition to preach my gospel of sorts to a man whom I, self-evidently, respect and admire. Apparently, I hear, that he thinks I had specially selected him as a candidate for venting my spleen. If this was true, I'd find it easier to accept and get on with it. But is isn't, it just isn't. Just as his hypothesis on homosexuality isn't true, not even remotely - and there just isn't an inoffensive way to say it. I'm sorry.
If the man concerned is reading this, you may wish to search for your name a few times on this journal to uncover a few positive references to yourself. Either I have some bizarre split personality or complex, or I'm simply not the odious little shit with the irrational personal vendetta that you think I am. I won't for a moment deny my ostensible obnoxiousness in a minority of my (excessive) communications, and I'm sincere in my apologies - I just wish to clear some of this up. More will be said, and more eloquently, later.
Enough.
Have a good one.