Phew, I guess I've been busy. On Thursday evening we had a research group dinner at a Vietnamese restaurant with about 19 people (including 6 kids and various other SO's). I had come back from shopping, so I had a very fast shower, and even put some makeup on(!). It was a nice evening, but dragged on far too long (4 hours) so I was glad to get home, though I had missed a friend who had called not long after I had left, so I was annoyed to have missed her.
I must have had too many glasses of wine or something, because after I had scrubbed my makeup off, I looked in the mirror and saw long dark hairs around my lip and chin. I did something I hadn't done in a very long time and went at them with the tweezers. Come the morning the majority of remaining ones didn't seem so dark or obvious, hence why I'm blaming the white wine (I don't actually drink red wine). Zapping seems to have been less effective this time around, but whether that is because it was the 4th shot, or the new nurse, or my natural paranoia, I'm not sure. (Though I'd put good money on the paranoia)
Today (Friday) was fairly busy, a group meeting was organized for 9:30 am, but because the group has never gotten to a meeting on time yet, it didn't start until well after 10 am. Thankfully I dodged a bullet and didn't have to talk, just make sure I didn't snore. There was going to be a farewell lunch for one of the Ph.D students, but I certainly didn't feel like spending more money, especially on more Vietnamese food. So instead I bought him a card and excused myself with dignity. At 2 pm, Susan called from God's where she, Heather, Peter M, Lloyd and Jules W were having lunch. I wished I could have chatted to Lloyd and Peter for longer (they left not long after I arrived, not doing my confidence any favours), but there had been no room at the table.
Not long after that was the Queer Collective meeting anyway, which was actually nicer to be at. I chatted away to J** who had brought a tiny little frog in which I later released in the creek. Basically the meeting was about getting ready for O-week and Mardi Gras. After that J** and I chatted away for a good while before I made my dash for the shade of the bar which I eventually escaped from at about 5:30 pm. I came home, snoozed away and then at dusk headed for the gym, back for a leg shave and shower and now I'm waiting on laundry.
I grabbed a dental dam from the sex department today, a piece of equipment I technically should acquaint myself with. ^_~
At the restaurant last night there was a 21st dinner party going on just behind us. Whilst I admit that the girl looked like someone from John's, I think her best friend stood up to congratulate here and say something. The outward, intimate expression of their (close but platonic) friendship is really something I am intensely jealous of. All my friends have gone away or gotten coupled up. Oddly enough that has also happened to a good friend of mine, but the net results is the same, that you don't see them as much, and the nature of the friendship changes too. Oh well, nothing I can do about it except get coupled up myself…
11:05 pm - Ok, I'm onto the dryer…
Someone left a copy of the Book of Mormon on the table in our common room, since it's been there a week or more, I figured I'd give it a quick look. Not that I wish to be converted, but I'm a) curious about the beliefs of the Mormons and b) it's a book, books are meant to be read, preferably by me. ;)
12:40 pm - A friend phoned and admitted she was going to spend money on me. I can't actually stop her, and the annoying selfless soul inside me was a bit annoyed she didn't spend it on rent or something. I think I need to learn to be selfish sometimes, but honestly it is so not me…
Next morning - 9:10 am
As I lay in bed last night and this morning, a lot of unpleasant thoughts were competing for room in my head-space. They keep making me doubt my friends, and I know the only solution is to find someone who can be with me at those times to hold me and help me. Unfortunately, that's not as easy as I would like…