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I'll go with self-indulgent drivel.
An interesting aspect of feeling physically better is having more time for my brain to dwell on things (rather than put all my effort into trying to stay conscious or obsess about the pain). I do even have semi-profound thoughts from time to time, but expressing them is another matter.
Ooh, this is long. Better stick it behind one of ( these. )
Enough of that, on with the fluff
The good news is I got paid on Friday. The bad news is my raise and back pay didn't come through. We got an email from HR saying the raise will come next and the back pay in August. I attempted to do retail therapy, but the centre of Bristol has become such a steaming pile of poo I failed to shop (unless a badly-overdue new mascara counts Maybe I'll stop getting conjunctivitis every three months now).
This is probably just as well, as I just checked on my savings and there's less there than I thought, and if I want to reach my goal of being out of debt this year, I really have to Stop Buying Stuff. (As soon as I make this next Ikea run. I need a new set of shelves, because I'd like to see the floor in this room again). So there will be no attendance at Cruxshadows gigs or Catalyst for me this year. Poo.
An interesting aspect of feeling physically better is having more time for my brain to dwell on things (rather than put all my effort into trying to stay conscious or obsess about the pain). I do even have semi-profound thoughts from time to time, but expressing them is another matter.
Ooh, this is long. Better stick it behind one of ( these. )
Enough of that, on with the fluff
The good news is I got paid on Friday. The bad news is my raise and back pay didn't come through. We got an email from HR saying the raise will come next and the back pay in August. I attempted to do retail therapy, but the centre of Bristol has become such a steaming pile of poo I failed to shop (unless a badly-overdue new mascara counts Maybe I'll stop getting conjunctivitis every three months now).
This is probably just as well, as I just checked on my savings and there's less there than I thought, and if I want to reach my goal of being out of debt this year, I really have to Stop Buying Stuff. (As soon as I make this next Ikea run. I need a new set of shelves, because I'd like to see the floor in this room again). So there will be no attendance at Cruxshadows gigs or Catalyst for me this year. Poo.
