Most of today was spent at the lab, I actually am starting to enjoy work now I feel. I've designed a synthetic scheme, and pursuing it is like a rush of scientific adventure as I stalk my prey. People are beginning to refer to me as "Steph" (though there is considerable overlap), but I am happy nonetheless.
The weekend I will spend sometime in the lab, and I think I will enjoy it.
However, sadly a close friend of mine had her mother pass away early this morning. She phoned to let me know, and I didn't know what to say. I wanted to let her know that if she needed me I would be there for her, but I couldn't give anything else because I didn't know how. I also knew that saying "I'm so sorry to hear that" is cold comfort indeed. I can only hope that she can understand that I hate to see her in pain, and would do whatever I could to alleviate it.
Catching up. Yesterday I had a whole bunch of appointment. At my hair appointment Rachel (my hairdresser) and I decided to get my front shaped, the back trimmed up, the color put back in and the usual shampoo/blow-wave. This will all happen in a few weeks, not long before the Glitter Ball.
My doctor's appointment was fine, the psych report said good things, and I had another blood test taken to track my estrogen and testosterone.
Later that night I muddled my way down to Phillip to go to the first installment of the DJ course. It was quite good, and I enjoyed myself. I was the only girl there, and probably the oldest out of the 6 people and the teacher (early 20's). We learnt about the instrumentation, simple beat mixing and some basic scratch techniques. It was fun, and hopefully next week we will get more hands on stuff.
After that I dropped in on Susan and Jules. Paul (a friend of Jules from his work) was there also. The boys were playing network Quake, so I spent most of the time talking to Susan, but that was fine, and she showed off her glittery black boots. ;) There was supposedly a "pot-luck" dinner for our floor that night at Toad, but I didn't make it back until 10:30 pm and there was no one around.
This afternoon, I was having an interesting discussion back and forth with another girl (Kate) on the Anti-Jen list. Thankfully it didn't get too heated, but it was interesting nonetheless. It started off with someone saying how incredibly jealous they got of even "plain" girls, simply because they were girls. I admit it is something that happens to me as well, but I don't let it get to me, mainly because I figure I've done pretty well so far in life and because jealousy is a normal human trait. It's often the waist/hips that gets me the most, not being the right shape bugs me much more than being tall or even large.
Oh well, who knows what tomorrow may bring…