Yawn… almost bed time, no nap this afternoon, so I'm quite surprised I've lasted so long. I dropped by Julia's house tonight, I gave her a ring to ask if I could come around and pick up my jersey which I had left there several months ago. We had a really good chat over coffee and it was cool. She is doing Ok, busy over Xmas and that sort of thing but well nonetheless, I was babbling on, assisted by the caffeine. I was driving the green car and wanted to drop off a card to Gidget, but by that time it was too late and so I drove about Civic and then came home. I was having some rather bad thoughts this afternoon, but I have put them out of my mind for the moment.
Today was busy but boring. I was scanning the chemical spectra for this paper and using bits of white paper to cover up the stuff which wasn't supposed to be there. Crude but effective, and I will polish the scans with Photo-Shop.
My wonderful idea from yesterday didn't really eventuate, because I had no way of weighing out the precursor properly, so I went for a rough hit or miss reaction and it missed.
The new honours student was here today, and to complete the circle, our last honours student Joe dropped by whilst waiting for a job interview, so it was nice to see him.
Apart from that nothing too exciting. I was ICQ to Soba tonight, and I thought I'd be sneaky, and so I sent her a message and then rang her. *g* She sure wasn't expecting that. ;) So we had a good old chat about nothing in particular but which was fun and nice anyway. Then since I was bored I went and watched some more Sailor Moon which was cool.
*sigh* I was trying on some tops tonight, and I have no body shape what so ever. :( I seem to be incapable of generating an inward curving waist and it's bugging me. Instead I've got these freaking love handles which no amount of exercise will budge and a chest cavity like a bear. My pelvis virtually rubs up against my lowest rib, and so my hope is zero. I just want to be able to wear some close fitting tops and have them show curves instead of the stupid frame that I have. *sigh* The only other hope is that my hips eventually compensate, but I think it's stupid to rest any hope there. In general I have it pretty good I admit, but that's me being the optimist and conveniently ignoring my big hands and feet, my height and the physical size of my body. Not to mention hair and other male attributes which conspire to bring me down. :(
Oh well, the eternal optimist in me gives thanks that I'm not 6'4 or have Italian ancestry or being obese, but that's really stretching even my natural cheeriness at the moment. I don't necessarily like to wear baggy clothes, it's just that without padding and the arts of corsetry, I look bloody awful in anything remotely tight. I don't mind having a large chest, or anything, it's just the waist which is bugging me. Why won't it go away! Wahhh… not fair, the world sucks… I'm a young girl and I want to dress like one, but instead I'm forced to buy a size or two above my size to get the flowing effect. Goddamit, I thought fat was supposed to move away from the waist on estrogen therapy? And I'm eating so damn healthy that it's disgusting. Bran, bread and rice are the three ingredients of my breakfast, lunch and dinner respectively, and so why the hell am I gaining weight? I'm at the hairy end of the week also, so that's not doing my mood much good either. A shave and then I'm sure Saturday will be much happier. I suppose since the Roaccutane is now just a painful fading memory I should think about shaving maybe twice a week, just to combat the facial fuzz factor which occurs by Friday.
Ok, 1:30 am, time for bed… please, no construction…