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pmsumner at 01:22am on 12/05/2002
pmsumner at 01:22am on 12/05/2002Just because I go to bed early, feeling exhausted and sick to my teeth - my brain decides to say "Oh no... we can't be having this now, can we?". Months of conditioning myself for late nights (or early mornings, depending on your definition) means that now, when I have a day to prepare for the shock of a 8:30 start with an hour's drive, I can't force it upon myself this quickly.
I've lain in bed since 2230. It's now 0100. I took 20 minutes to read some Asterix boox [typo left on purpose - totally unintentional] and to grab a hot chocolate, and that was an hour ago.
Maybe I just need to splurge. I've been considering it since about 11:30. I hope that is it, because this is so damn infuriating!
As much as I may be thinking "I'm terrified of what's coming over the next few weeks", and trying to make myself believe it, I'm not in the slightest. I'm vaguely concerned I'll end up hating what I end up doing, and find myself wanting out after 2 months, having commited myself to living in Greenock with a car and rent to pay, but I know I'm intelligent enough to understand what is expected and how to go about achieving these goals.
I of course am worried about the new job, new people situation. I forsee living in Helensburgh being a social problem - it's not like I can go out for a few beers after work (yes I know there's always coke (a-cola), it ain't the same though!) because I always have to drive, or leave two hours for the trains. But I guess we'll cross that hurdle when we get to it, eh? I'm assuming I'll be out of here (*waves hands round parents house*) within a month and a half (they go on holiday then, so will stay around until they get back, just for security and all that), so I guess I've got nothing to complain about really, eh?
I know what my one biggest fear is. Timekeeping. If I was put exclusively on evening shifts, life would be peachy. But I never have been able to do mornings with any regularity. *shudders at the thought* You realise this means I have to be up by 6:30am on Monday?? There are days when I am not even contemplating bed at that time. Time for a life change. I don't like them :)
What else, what else? Oh, on a totally random note, and I've been meaning to write about it for days now. I picked up second hand copies of both Pulp's "Different Class" and the Bluetones' "Slight Return" albums the other day for £4 each. I had Pulp's album in the past, but it vanished somewhere, so I was mightily pleased with my scouring through the racks in West End Records. I'd forgotten just how good Different Class is.
This is quite possibly the longest journal entry I have actually written ever - s'amazing what a bit of insomnia in the right place can do for ya. Especially when it's unwanted.
I've lain in bed since 2230. It's now 0100. I took 20 minutes to read some Asterix boox [typo left on purpose - totally unintentional] and to grab a hot chocolate, and that was an hour ago.
Maybe I just need to splurge. I've been considering it since about 11:30. I hope that is it, because this is so damn infuriating!
As much as I may be thinking "I'm terrified of what's coming over the next few weeks", and trying to make myself believe it, I'm not in the slightest. I'm vaguely concerned I'll end up hating what I end up doing, and find myself wanting out after 2 months, having commited myself to living in Greenock with a car and rent to pay, but I know I'm intelligent enough to understand what is expected and how to go about achieving these goals.
I of course am worried about the new job, new people situation. I forsee living in Helensburgh being a social problem - it's not like I can go out for a few beers after work (yes I know there's always coke (a-cola), it ain't the same though!) because I always have to drive, or leave two hours for the trains. But I guess we'll cross that hurdle when we get to it, eh? I'm assuming I'll be out of here (*waves hands round parents house*) within a month and a half (they go on holiday then, so will stay around until they get back, just for security and all that), so I guess I've got nothing to complain about really, eh?
I know what my one biggest fear is. Timekeeping. If I was put exclusively on evening shifts, life would be peachy. But I never have been able to do mornings with any regularity. *shudders at the thought* You realise this means I have to be up by 6:30am on Monday?? There are days when I am not even contemplating bed at that time. Time for a life change. I don't like them :)
What else, what else? Oh, on a totally random note, and I've been meaning to write about it for days now. I picked up second hand copies of both Pulp's "Different Class" and the Bluetones' "Slight Return" albums the other day for £4 each. I had Pulp's album in the past, but it vanished somewhere, so I was mightily pleased with my scouring through the racks in West End Records. I'd forgotten just how good Different Class is.
This is quite possibly the longest journal entry I have actually written ever - s'amazing what a bit of insomnia in the right place can do for ya. Especially when it's unwanted.
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