Oh dear, I'm stuffed. Time to kick back in a comfy bed and listen to Roy and HG call the "State of Origin".
Today was busy, running a big orange column, racing out to get my hair done, having to miss coffee, then going in for a doctors appointment, and finally coffee with Peta G to wrap the day up. The doctor's appointment was interesting, it wasn't my regular doctor, and he had a medical student with him, and I was asked when I checked in if that would be a problem. I said it wouldn't, since I figured that if the student got some experience with a transsexual, then that would not be a bad thing.

12:30 am - I know I wrote up a quick spiel only about 10 minutes ago, but for the life of me, I don't know where it went. Anyway, I spent the last hour or so over at the lab. A few things were in solution, and couldn't be left that way overnight. So, now I have an intriguing deep purple powder which has sparked my interest.
Dinner at Peta G's place didn't eventuate because J****** had a late meeting, so that wasn't a problem, because we did coffee as I mentioned earlier. She had the plaster taken off her nose, and despite the swelling, I'd say it is going to be a good job and definitely an improvement. I wish I had that kind of money to toss around on plastic surgery, being a student would be the perfect time (like getting electro) to get it done. Oh well, nevermind.

Apart from that, my life basically revolves around spending too much time in the lab.

12:50 am - I suppose that is something which would make an interesting discussion, how much would I have to be paid to prostitute myself? Not that I have a burning desire to do so, but as someone once put it, "It's the best way to make money lying down". *g* I suppose that it might be a nice source of cash for some plastic surgery, not that I am considering getting anything done, but it's an interesting thought nonetheless, I mean is there any demand for that sort of thing in Canberra? I guess on top of the legal prostitution, there's enough white, male, executive types for quite a lot of kink to exist. I don't think I'm quite pretty enough or passable to get into the trade, and street walking I can cancel right out.

Like I've been saying all along, I need to get out more. ^_~