February | 2007 | borysSNORC ™

I had my 30th birthday party on the weekend…. yes slightly over due I know, but I always said I’d turn 30 eventually! Apparently it clashed with the RH Red and White, which was accidental I assure you! Turned out to be a warm and very wet night, so we had the party inside yet again! One of these days we’re going to hold a party outside and maybe spare my carpets a little!

So it was out with the fedoras, feathers, furs, braces and funky clunky shoes. 🙂 Everyone looked really cool. HdM came dressed as a sailor, NMdG, Darkman, Jimbo all made good gangster types, we had one Indiana Jones, and a few flapper types. Best costume has to go to the Humbibble dressed as a Cigarette girl in a very saucy outfit. I can’t actually remember a lot of detail from the evening – I had loads of champagne for the girls to drink, but I think things went down hill due to Darkman’s cheap tequila, which he always feels compelled to inflict on everyone else! I spent the whole night laughing…. and I think there was dancing…. gotta remember to eat something when we’re drinking….. and I KNOW I accidentally walked into a discussion between Darkman and Surly about fisting (not something you forget in a hurry)…. and I have vague recollections of our intrepid sailor dropping his pants…. again! …. also there may or may not have been some sort of pile up of people on the living room floor in a rather tragic swing dance incident! But I am pretty certain the fisting was before the teqila… which is disconcerting on so many levels!

I woke up this morning feeling not too bad, except for the positively ridiculous pain level I was experiencing in my lower back!!! Couldn’t for the life of me figure out what I’d done to stir it up…. and then I downloaded my photos this morning! There was indeed some sailor type pants dropping action… and yes, there was dancing of a sort….. and undeniable evidence a pile up of people on the living room floor at one stage…. and there I am – at the bottom of it! Mysterious back pain no longer a mystery… Sigh.

All up it was a fun night. I’ll have to send round some of the more incriminating photos by email i think.

I’ve been so busy the last few weeks, and stressed out the wa-hoo (though I’m not entirely sure what/where a wa-hoo is ?!?!) I started a new job the day after my Dad passed away, and it’s the first full time job I’ve had since 1994. My first day was a nightmare, I woke up and procrastinated about whether or not I should even turn up. I didn’t want to go because I felt like an emotional train wreck, and I wanted to be around in case Mum wanted us, but then I wanted to go because I didn’t want to miss out on the opportunity. In addition to this I was concerned that everyone would think I was a heartless baggage for going to work the day after my father passes away! I felt absolutely drained and my decision making abilities were shot to sh!t. Definitely not your typical Monday morning. In the end I did go to work, partly cos of Dad. He was always the pragmatic one, and I could almost hear him, saying ‘get over it and get on with it’. Though he would have definitely worded it in a kindlier fashion.

We’ve been in training for the last few weeks, and the poor trainers have been trying to smash a veritable encyclopedia of telecommunications information into our unwilling heads over the duration. I’ve been struggling a bit, most of the group (30 of us – I’m the only girlie) have fairly significant IT backgrounds, and have a much better grasp of the material than I do. The job itself is going to be something that I will be quite good at once I get a grip on the resources I think. I am sure it will all come together over the next few weeks, but it’s been a very steep learning curve for me. The wireless broadband stuff is giving the long term staff there headaches, so no wonder I’m not feeling confident. 😐

So between dealing (or not) with my polarized feelings about Dad passing away, worrying about Mum, maintaining the rage over BigSal’s behaviour and coming to grips with grasping the requirements of my new job….. I’ve been feeling a little bit on the stressed side. Not sleeping great, tension headaches, problems with my hearing and of course, the obligatory cracked tooth. Whenever I am under ridiculous amounts of stress, it manifests itself in a tendency to clench my jaw while I sleep. I don’t grind my teeth exactly, just clench them and this causes problems for one of my front bottom teeth – which tends to quite literally crack under pressure. A little chip cracks off and then it’s off to the dentist to have him fix it….. again!

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