Day: January 12, 2006

So, I managed to book my car’s MOT (best stop the exhaust leaking and put the headlamps in. Oooh, and check the adjustment on the rear brakes)….

I managed to book an appointment for councelling.

I tried to get in touch with A&E woman. But it didn’t work; she didn’t ring back; now there’s a suprise.

I had my nurse’s appointment.

And I’m still feeling crappy. And of course, I’ve twigged that Trey is going to AK in April. Which in my current mood makes me feel like crap about my birthday, which, incidentally falls three days after my dad’s birthday – and indeed the day we’re burying his casket.

Meh.

So, I was at work and I was tired. I wasn’t tired from working hard, I’d got used to A&E’s pace, and ward work is somewhat different.

Anyway, I went into the staff room to munch on my lunch, and found one of the nurses (from another ward); after a bit I twigged that she was crying… and asked if she was okay. And that was about it. I was in that hesitatant place thinking – she looks like she could do with a hug – and also – I’ve never met this person before, what the hell do I do.

If it was a patient, it’d be different.

Anyway, I was hovering in this place. And also thinking that she looked cute. Dykey spikey hair. Scrubsy type uniform… and vaguely hovering on the edge of my ‘gaydar’.

And then she started talking about her boyfreind.

Poot.

I need more cute gay people in my life.