hmm ... christmas parties

Mine was unflinchingly car-crash material. Drunkenness, spilt alcohol (a travesty in itself), not-so-subtle affairs and staff copping off wi' students all over the place. And me, in the middle, perfectly sober, failing to make head nor tail of the whole disasterous event.

Got hit on in a very uncomfortable manner. Damn me for speaking to someone 'cos I wanted to know whether he was interesting or not. Of course, my general chat was taken the wrong way. I have to admit, im not one for being particularly comfortable in a large group but I really dislike being make to feel uncomfortable by someone with no concept of personal space. Especially when said person becomes more and more insistent the drunker they get. To the point I had to bribe a co-worker to pretend to be my boyf to get him to back off. Fucking idiotic.

Today I have done very little except search the net for info for my interview tomorrow. I think Ive got a good base of stuff to read over. Hopefully all will go well and I'll (finally) get my arse outta here

Reading Twelve Bar Blues. Am really impressed. Was given to me by a mate who usually lends me stuff I find far too dense for my purposes so Im pleasantly surprised that it's not only a great wee story but beautifully written too. Score!

Rather surreal weekend but he told me what I was waiting to hear (although I didn't realise I was waiting to hear it) and is visiting for New Years so it good. Im pretty sure its good. Cos Im focussing on the good and not what could be the bad.

So it's good. And I'm truly happy. First time in ages Ive been able to say that. Long may it continue