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Sometimes life just sucks...and sometimes it doesn't
Okay, for a subject line, that's terrible. But it kinda sums up this post. So...
So, last week I got another migraine attack. Foolishly, I attempted to work anyway (when am I gonna learn not to do that) so it was Friday before I really started to feel human again.
So Saturday I figured I needed a break and after my usual cinema trip I bought a take-out lunch to eat in Bute Park. The weather will be too bad for me to do that soon, and I do love to sit by the river for a while.
Except, apparently, there was something real bad in my lunch 'cause I spend all night Saturday and all day Sunday throwing up. Not fun, not fun at all.
So the bedroom-cleaning project is on hold for a week, as is the Sentinel fic I was hoping to finish this weekend. Darn it. Still, I took the day off work and I'm feeling better now.
I just keep thinking...don't these things usually come in threes? 'Cause if so I'm due one more, and I can't be doing with that this week.
In more positive news...
Wednesday I'm travelling up north to take part in an LGBTT awareness event in our Liverpool office. The diversity team in the Liverpool office mean well, but they haven't a clue about LGBTT issues. When our organisation first started setting up the various diversity network groups they told us there are no gays in Liverpool. It's not even prejudice, just pure cluelessness.
So my job is to talk to anyone who is willing to listen and hope I can convince some of their closeted staff that setting up a network group is to their advantage. It'll mean an overnight stay in my favourite city, which is cool, though I don't think I'm going to have time for sightseeing, and I know I won't have time for a night out. If I'm lucky I'll grab a couple of hours to troll the bookshops, though.
And next week I've got a sort-of date. I seriously doubt it'll go anywhere but it's kinda cool to even think it could. There's a performance of the Vagina Monologues at the Riverfront theatre, and we both wanted to go so we're doing that and having a meal first. Knowing K, it'll end up being sandwiches at Starbucks. But what the hell.
So, last week I got another migraine attack. Foolishly, I attempted to work anyway (when am I gonna learn not to do that) so it was Friday before I really started to feel human again.
So Saturday I figured I needed a break and after my usual cinema trip I bought a take-out lunch to eat in Bute Park. The weather will be too bad for me to do that soon, and I do love to sit by the river for a while.
Except, apparently, there was something real bad in my lunch 'cause I spend all night Saturday and all day Sunday throwing up. Not fun, not fun at all.
So the bedroom-cleaning project is on hold for a week, as is the Sentinel fic I was hoping to finish this weekend. Darn it. Still, I took the day off work and I'm feeling better now.
I just keep thinking...don't these things usually come in threes? 'Cause if so I'm due one more, and I can't be doing with that this week.
In more positive news...
Wednesday I'm travelling up north to take part in an LGBTT awareness event in our Liverpool office. The diversity team in the Liverpool office mean well, but they haven't a clue about LGBTT issues. When our organisation first started setting up the various diversity network groups they told us there are no gays in Liverpool. It's not even prejudice, just pure cluelessness.
So my job is to talk to anyone who is willing to listen and hope I can convince some of their closeted staff that setting up a network group is to their advantage. It'll mean an overnight stay in my favourite city, which is cool, though I don't think I'm going to have time for sightseeing, and I know I won't have time for a night out. If I'm lucky I'll grab a couple of hours to troll the bookshops, though.
And next week I've got a sort-of date. I seriously doubt it'll go anywhere but it's kinda cool to even think it could. There's a performance of the Vagina Monologues at the Riverfront theatre, and we both wanted to go so we're doing that and having a meal first. Knowing K, it'll end up being sandwiches at Starbucks. But what the hell.
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Liverpool will be okay. I'm going to be giving a presentation alongside Fedo from LGB Cymru: he's a fun guy to be around.
Only trouble is with my week of sickness I've only got tomorrow to get everything ready... But it'll be fine.
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