No man is an island, entire of itself; every man is a piece of the continent.
John Donne
I’ve been stuck trying to remember that all day. It’s important.
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Still pretty tired. A quiet night last night but not an early one. I did head to the pub as expected and it was good to see Sam again for a while. It was after 11.30 before I got to bed so not too surprising that I was late in this morning. Not badly but enough. I was going to see a film with my flatmate this evening but I think I’ll just go home and catch up on a couple of TV programs and then head to bed.
I’m reading The Year Of Our War by Steph Swainston. Good quotes by John Courtenay Grimwood and Richard Morgan sold me on it and quite right they were too. It’s lots of fun. Mainly decent characters, the lead is annoying but seems very much to be designed that way and acknowledges it throughout. I’m enjoying it a whole lot.
It’s a quiet enough day around here. I’ve been trying to figure out how I’m going to use my respecs. I’m not coming up with too much so far. I think I’ll just be working it so that I get some more slots sorted early. Get all of my nice things slotted well and worry about the powers at a later date. I need to do this for my healer at the least. Perma-Hasten is so very nice and I only got to it late when I could do with slots on other things. It’s looking very much like I need to get these onto Test and check em out. Be good to make 28 on my Defender too.
Lots on tomorrow. First off it’s out early so I can vote before heading to work. Greens for me this time around. I was dithering alot between Labour (Glenda Jackson being a decent MP), Lib Dems (as a semi protest, semi lefty vote) and Green (as a I like them alot). I was doing some reading up and my local Green candidate just missed out on a local council seat last time around. She admits the aim of this election is to get enough votes to keep her deposit and then to run for local again. I like the honesty in that and so it sold me.
Tomorrow evening is a birthday party for one of the girls here. Off into town after work for what should be a good evening. Lots of good people headed out.
More on that later.
Back in London and I’m completely shattered. I was up at 4.45 this morning to get on the first flight into Heathrow. Madness, I won’t be doing that one again anytime soon. It doesn’t help that was I wasn’t in bed until after 5 the night before and that I went to the pub last night.
So in short
– I find myself looking at Dublin with less and less nostalgia and more and more hope.
– Everyone is odd, some more than others. It is not a bad thing.
– This whole optimism thing isn’t perhaps the worst thing in the world.
– Sometimes paranoia is just a wrong number.
– Other times it’s a sign of things to come.
– Having no late night public transport on a bank holiday Sunday is a fucking disgrace.
– Most of my day has been quite stressed. Not everyone here is working on the same page and it’s causing problems.
I’m close to falling asleep here and I’m not actually writing anything so more at some stage later.
Life is not what one lived, but what one remembers and how one remembers it in order to recount it.
Gabriel García Márquez
wow
Off the grid (as those wacky kids like to say) until Tuesday.
Dublin 🙂
I’m shattered this morning. I didn’t sleep very well last night and I’ve been awake since shortly after 6. I ended up reading before I got out of bed and coming into work early. Only a few minutes mind you but early.
It was a hectic weekend. Friday night was the long service party. It was a long long evening and is already the stuff of legend. Everyone was at the hotel, changed and in the bar by around 5.30. Then we were met with a champagne reception and bloody tequila cocktails before dinner and much drinking the night away. We carried on in the hotel bar until sometime close to 6. There were so many tender people wandering around for breakfast the next morning. Home around 12.30 whereby I promptly went to bed until about 6.30.
Then it was a shower and out to Doug’s birthday which got very silly later in the evening and I got home around 2am. Yay.
Sunday was quiet. Lots of CoH and some comic reading.
So so tired this morning. I could just sleep for hours.
of course
…some things and some people never ever change.
Got home around 1pm today. Went to bed. I have a birthday party to head out to later tonight.
So tired.
Such a good night last night.
The past is a ghost, the future a phantom, now is the only reality.
Change is never a loss, it is change only.
Hmmm
