11:10 pm - Thursday 1st June 2000

Hmmm… if this is the first day of winter, why don't I have the urge to dance around naked under a primeval bonfire?

Ok, not much happening here, move along, nothing to see here. I'm keeping a long way away from dramas which do not involve me, mainly because I cannot give the time and preference to help with issues I do not understand or want to understand. The lab is busy and yet boring, tomorrow morning (10:00 am) there is a group meeting which I wish would go away even though I am prepared in advance for it.
Last night (Wednesday) I gave Susan, Jules and Mrs B****** (Susan's Mum) a lift down to their place in Phillip, and they cooked dinner in return. It was nice to socialize, because I had to miss coffee on Wednesday because of this awful class I had to demonstrate. *blah* Then there was the brief coffee on Tuesday with Red, but that has been about it, i.e. not very exciting.

12:40 am - I just spent two hours chatting on ICQ. Normally that might give me an odd twinge of guilt (especially since I didn't go to the gym tonight), but it was Illara and was a very nice chat session anyway. My butchery of sentence structure and vocabulary had to be seen to be believed. ;)
Oh, and in a related note I'm still on the Provera. I can feel the occasional twinge of jaw tension (why?!?), but either the apparent breast growth and fat butt have been sneaking up on me or progesterone might be worthwhile. Whether it reverses if I stop is unknown.
My lips are dried out (?). I guess it's from cycling to the lab through the zero degree air in the morning. Suffice to say, it almost looks like I've got some well applied lip-stick. One of these days quite soon I'll get my usual eye-lash tint and eyebrow wax, might make for an interesting look.

Weird Steph Fact # 63 : Occasionally in a sing-song voice I will repeat "pthalamide, pthalamide, pthalamide, pthalamide" over and over again to myself. (pronounced thal-a-mide) It's a chemical I used once, and singing along to it like "Spam, spam, spam, spam" has just become something I do now and then… weird but true…

One of these days (it's always one of these days, just in the same way that fairy tales always happened "Long, long ago") I'll change my site. It's about who I was, but who I am now is different, and it's purpose has changed. I think I'll concentrate on my diary and my opinions on hormones. I think that's about all I can manage at the moment.

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