Okay. "Big News" first. Pretty well decided to move back in with my parents. For me, that is an extra large decision. And it's a near cert, enough so that I have told someone who I know will now spend their holidays redecorating.  read more »

I saw a dermatologist today. He caught me just before I marched out - because waiting an hour for a top shelf doctor is... fucked. Anyway. I had a splodge on my stomach that I thought was a rash. Apparently it's an odd type of birthmark. With an also odd late onset. I turned down a biopsy and possible surgical removal. I don't like it, but it's not really worthy of surgery.

I think it looks like a rash though.  read more »

A co-worker is shopping for an Avenging Unicorn to give to a loved one. Everyone needs a unicorn, I swear.

Out having a cigarette this morning, and an elderly tourist looking couple with some kind of European accents needed help. They asked where a particular building was. So I walked a couple of meters and pointed up - because it is a very tall building near mine.

Then the lady asked how to get inside. (Noticable pause in conversation.) I said that I hadn't done it myself - but they should probably cross over the road and go through the door.  read more »

It's disturbing... today I think I actually feel 'perky'.

I've gone feral at work. Like, there's the established routine for the position, and I've wandered away from the trail to start my own society without rules. I'm not keeping it at all secret, record low figures continue to drop, and occasionally the boss wanders by and gives me two thumbs up.  read more »

Gotta read from the bottom up. I am B, They are N. It's not that exciting, I'm just bored.  read more »

Four days.

Yesterday I saw the Guggenheim collection with a friend. Nice. Laughed at most of the first room, but it got better. They had a few Maplethorpes, which is always nice. If I had been thinking, I would have dug through the endless licorice to see whether it really was, as it was I didn't take any - because I don't even like licorice.

Apparently the line I was crossing over to look at this tabletop thing really was a not-to-be-passed line. I was right over the line, and no-one said anything, but my friend says she saw the art bouncers telling other people off.  read more »