I had lunch with people on Friday - scotch fillet in red wine jus was very good.

The baby that IVF chick tries to scare me with was there. And after she came to visit the office I walked her out. She had to use the loo, which left me standing in the lift lobby with a pram.

The baby and I looked at each other calmly.

A co-worker came past, and I told her that 'he's just looking at me', and then explained that babies are like dogs - they can smell fear. Co-worker met IVF in the loo, and I could hear the 'like dogs / smell fear' thing being laughed at. I whispered to the baby "They're laughing at me", and it broke out in a massive smile.

So I think we're over the sizing each other up, like dogs, phase.

Also - that baby had some nice camouflage pants on.

Also also - I think I've found a good lunch crowd when they are the kind of people that go nuts in a book store afterward. I naturally had to buy something. Then while I was waiting for everyone else to be served, I bought something else. They had some bunny suicide books, which I had eyed online. They make good hospital time killers.

Hospital didn't go too well. I guess the upside is that I have taken another step towards getting used to things by having to unkink my own bloody drip. Then fucktard nurse didn't listen to me, and I got to work out that a certain set of beeps means I have an air bubble. Better nurse came and fixed that up.

Having a crap nurse makes you really appreciate the good ones.