Life is not as fun this week as it was last week.
Work seems to be going well (I appear to have accidentally wangled my way into doing quite important responsibility-heavy work), Im finally getting a bike, its sunny (the sun always makes me happy), I pubbed-quizzed this eve (and it would appear can easily convince 10 people to join me from all over town, truely the people they love me!) and tomorrow Im going to see a Sweedish electropop band called Bodies Without Organs, with a sexy man. Surely this is Nick's definition of the perfect week?!
And yet I mostly feel a bit guilty about the weekend, a bit contemptous towards the housemates, bizarrely and suddenly unsure about 'the relationship'... I also am struggling a bit with the unwell friend - feeling uncomfortable or embarrased around them and then feeling guilty for feeling that. And my eyes are still being shit.
I think to address that last one I may try to make it through the week with no PC/TV watching outside of work, taking long nights of sleep and doing some way, way over-active blood sugar controlling.
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