7th January 2001, 12:59:59.
Well, I thought it was probably time I wrote something again, I’m feeling staggeringly tired, despite getting about 7 hours sleep last night, or was it 6. Probably 6 – I’m still not caught up – not aided by going to a party at the weekend.
I’ve really got to stop going to these tranny do’s, in fact I think I’ll promise myself here and now not to repeat it. I don’t mind going to things were there are multiple TG people, that’s fine. But going to a specifically TG party is not something I enjoy. No. It’s just people I have nothing but a medical condition in common with – which means that the conversation keeps drifting around to sodding TS/IS/TG stuff. Gah.
Okay, sometimes I want to talk about this stuff – but generally not when I’ve gone out for a party. No.
Ah well, you learn these things I guess.
*yawn*
I also seem to have done my knee in somewhat – although I’m not sure how, or how badly. Never mind. So. Anyway, I was going to ramble – I’ve still got a bit of work to do, which I’ve promised Nikki’ll be done by the end of the week. But, well, right now I don’t really feel like it – I’ve spent the last few hours researching the cost of second hand Mac kit, water rates, rates, poking around looking to see if I could find a cheap, legal copy of Impression Publisher (I couldn’t). Having another quick looksie for large format printers, and the like.
I’m really beginning to feel much more positive about the chances of this shop coming off. Anyway, with that in mind I bought a keyboard this weekend. Korg X5 anybody? Christ those things are complicated – I’m used to a piano for christs sake! Anyway, so I’ve found this in my search for some music – ‘cos I can’t play without music. Yes, yes, I’m crap, I know.
Anyway, I was very good. I didn’t buy an electric guitar – despite wanting one and it being a useful thing for the shop – although this was more due to the cheap one having disappeared.
Soo. Yes.
You know it’s odd – having the people around me read this is kind of strange – especially when they do it when I’m in the sodding room!. No. I mean, I never really expected anyone to read this – it was just my random wibbling which I stuck on the internet – I mean, my first site, 400 visitors in 3 years. 4 years really. Barely anyone.
I didn’t really think that this site would be so much vastly more popular – and I didn’t really think anyone’d be interesting in the random neurotic thoughts of a 20something ts. It’s not like I’ve got a fantastic writing style, or that I’m particularly interesting. It can’t be, because I’m not.
Perhaps I’m more open in here than a lot of people expect – I dunno, whatever it is, it’s odd because I never expected to meet anyone who’d read it. I dunno. It’s very odd.
That doesn’t mean I’m going to stop doing this of course. I think I’m addicted to having a pointless huge website. Which, you’ll have to agree covers this monstrosity.
Again, the thought that I really ought to fix it up and sort out the diary entry section so it actually, well, was sesibly structured and had search facilities, and so on…..occurs. But I still can’t quite be arsed.
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Kate