A nice quiet day...how boring

2004-03-10 at 10:59 p.m.

Well, I was awake all night the night before last, and as my parents were coming home yesterday afternoon, I decided to stay awake so I could be certain that the house was ok for their arrival. It was, and I managed to doze a bit on the sofa.

Had some rather strange dreams. I am now disturbing myself with the number of dreams I am having about the ginger bloke and I am going to make myself dream about, I dunno, sheep or something else instead.

Slept for eighteen hours when I did get to bed, woke up at four o'clock this afternoon. Of course then I had to get a move on because I had a doctor's appointment at four forty and the woman from the employment agency had rung up. Apparently they have a couple of possible jobs up for grabs - as admin assistant, secretary that sort of thing.

You know, I can't help thinking I'm maybe a bit snobby. I don't want to be a secretary or an admin assistant - not permanently, and I'd prefer not to be temporarily either, because if I had wanted to be either of those I would not have gone to university. Trouble is that there are so many graduates now that they can ask for graduate secretaries where once you only had to have GCSEs. Which must be a bugger for the perfectly good secretaries who are not good at academic subjects really. I don't want to take their jobs - but there isn't anything else I can take, it seems. I'm still applying for the graduate schemes but it is difficult to explain what is now 8 months of unemployment without looking like a loser who can't get a job. "Private research" is an obvious excuse and saying I'm taking a gap year is hardly any good because I've only been in Edinburgh, newcastle and London - hardly exotic travel. Still something will come up I hope.

Have been struggling to carry a chest of drawers up the stairs today. I would have asked my dad for help (it was really too heavy) only he tried to make me accept his help - which is always the way to make me do something myself. Definitely some streak of perversity in me.

Doctor's appointment was fine. He gave me a bigger prescription than before as I ran out this time. I'll have to remember to go to the chemist's tomorrow and get it filled. Of course I won't be able to as they always have to get the moclobemide ordered in but I can get the sodium valproate anyway. I had to have a blood test to see whether I've had chickenpox for some reason. actually I think the reason is that my doctor is a vampire in disguise as he always finds reasons to take blood from people. He insisted I watch as well. Ick. He's finally got my notes from my old GP and from my psychiatrist up in Edinburgh - and is referring me to another psychiatrist. Unfortunately he never mentioned what the guy said about me and I didn't like to ask, even though I was dying to. Still at least he didn't mention the cutting which is nice, as I don't really feel the need to chat about it. He's also referred me to the nurse for liver function tests on Friday - just as a safeguard because of the sod val (as he calls it) again. Quite a nice guy this new GP, if a bit on the noisy side.

Thats about all that has happened today, nothing very interesting.

I hope Elf is ok, I haven't heard from her in ages and she's locked her diary.

Till I see you again...

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