Just got back up again after a sleep from 8:30 pm to 12:45 am. Today was such a crap day that I just retreated to my bed and went to sleep.
I woke up at 9:15 am and was checking email when Susan knocked. She had organized an inspection for a house in Phillip for 10:30 am and wanted me to come along. So I got quickly dressed and grabbed my bag and we headed out to Civic. We were sitting on the bus to Woden and Susan realized she had forgotten the address, and the real-estate and the number. So we had a frantic phone call session in Woden bus interchange which was not productive. So we raced over to where Susan remembered the place to be, and after a bit of searching, and a lot of guess-work we actually found the place (!).
It was Ok I suppose. A little small and expensive for what they were asking, but in a reasonably nice spot. Still, the idea of getting to places and being so dependant on public transport made me a bit concerned. It was a very hot day, and both of us were suffering, so that was yucky. We went back to Woden interchange and caught a bus back to Civic. We walked back to John's and it was a relief to be indoors out of the sun. I had a brief chat to Michelle on ICQ and that was helpful, and after that I headed into the lab.
My evil emulsion STILL hadn't broken, so I considered that reaction a write-off. I puttered around waiting for the librarian to get back. That took a fair while, but when she did she told me that the Korean journal article which I had ordered was in. That was good news and I went to Hancock to pick it up. Then I went and had chats and a drink with Red. I took advantage of the free B.B.Q. which was going on down in the court-yard. We didn't realise till later that it was the Jelly-Babies society, which is the University queer society. I'm not sure how I looked, but I did at least get my free veggie-burger. ;)
So Red and I sat down and discussed the rental possibilities that lay before me. At 3:00 pm we headed off. I had made a doctors appointment for 4:20 pm to get my blood-shot eyes checked out. So I ran a new experiment after searching for one of the essential starting products everywhere.
It was starting to spit with rain around 4:00 pm when I figured I should get the eye-drops to show the doctor. So I cycled home, grabbed them and came back as it was starting to rain harder and was getting close to the appointment time. As I was coming around the blind corner I ran slap bang into another cyclist. We both saw each other and braked which thankfully slowed the impact, and he fell off to one side and I ran into his bike because I couldn't brake enough and fell over also. We both said sorry, and we then headed on our way. No real damage except his reflector had fallen off. I had quite a few scrapes and bruises, with a particularly large tear up my left inner arm. My reproductive possibilities were also further reduced. ;) I went straight to the Doctors surgery and after some waiting (I was still in a bit of shock) he looked at my eyes and said to stay on the drops. No mention of the scrapes and tears I had… *ironic sigh*
So I cycled back to the lab and it was really starting to pour down. Being unable to go home without being soaked, I retried the reaction and as I was waiting, it was about 6:30 pm and I suddenly realized I was using the wrong starting material… Oh God I was so annoyed. I had two reaction floating around in my head and I was using the starting material from the wrong one. I was just so pissed off and still in a fair bit of pain that I decided to go home. It was raining, and for some reason that really irritated all the cuts and abrasions on my body. I got home and chatted to Soba on ICQ. Then Mum rang and I had a talk with her. Apparently she had sent me a rather strongly worded letter earlier in the day and was now regretting it. Again the attempt at explaining to her the importance to myself of what I am doing seems to have fallen on deaf ears. Quite how I shall cure this (if ever) is something beyond my meager care factor at the moment. I know I should send her more information, and that's what I'll try and do. Being utterly exhausted after that, I just crashed out and woke up quite a bit later.
So yeah, not a great day. I'm very uncertain about moving to Woden, and will need to chat with Susan and make that clear. I got an email back from Illara whom I wrote to the other day. I know most Tranny's like getting intelligent email, and she was feeling a bit in the dumps so I basically said "hang on in there." She wrote back talking about her writings and that sort of thing which was pretty cool. I will get around to writing back at some stage.
What else? My mouth is really sore and peeling inside for reasons I am not aware of. It may be all the dry toast which I have been eating of late.
I'm trying to think of something relatively interesting to say like what I read in other peoples journals. In retrospect my life seems rather boring. No crying fits or major hassle with work or identity and… I don't know, is that normal? Of course, none of my friends seem to suffer from this either, so perhaps that is normal(?). My eyes are so annoyingly itchy, at least I figure I have no where else to transfer the infection to…
Ok, it's now 2:45 am and I'm stifling a yawn or two. I think I'll crash and pray (to whatever Tranny God's there may be *g*) that tomorrow will be as good as today was crappy… Byeee…..