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So. Me. I exist, apparently.

Health. Had to take some time off work the other week, just a couple of arvos and a whole day. Was too dead to be at work. Managed to squeak in to see the gp and he sent me to get blood tests. See the gi this coming Wednesday and apparently need to chat to him about my lipase enzymes and ask him why they're getting a little on the high side again. Otherwise I appear to be alive.

Work is still going okay, they've shuffled us around a bit and put me in a team doing stuff rather different to what I had been doing, and then leant me back to the team I had been in. Do wish they'd make up their mind as to where they want me, but hey. I am working and being paid for it. They've also brough the start time forward so I now get to start at 7:30 and finished at 4, 2 on Fridays. Loving it. See no point sitting around waiting to go to work when I wake up early anyway.

Outside of work, I'm burying my nose in random books, and I started going to a lapidary club - jewellry making and playing with stones. Enjoying it, but it's shut down over the hols, so I get to go back early Feb. Looking forward to going back.

Also thought I'd found someone worth my time, someone that might have given a crap, but as per usual as soon as I let my guard down I'm proven wrong. So I guess he can go stick it where the sun don't shine. Crazy old cat lady, here I come. S'pose I should be used to it. I'm just starting to feel like the wrong end of the magnet, things get vaguely close but get to a certain point and then run away. Eh. Shit happens I guess.

Anyway, that's my rant over for a while, though I'll bet there'll be something else to rant about soon enough. It is me, after all.