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So last week was actually okay, for the rest of it. On Thursday I was running a Ladies Yay event (still not its real name), which was meant to be a joint event between us and the mothership, except it was at our buildings and I organised everything. Hm. I found out about three hours before it was due to start that the HR director and a lot of the senior HR team of said mothership were coming over to participate. ARGH ARGH ARGH I cried in my head and got on with things.

Anyway. The event went well! And afterwards we Mingled with the copious amount of food and wine I had brought in. And maybe it was due to having not eaten all day, maybe it was relief the event had gone okay, maybe it was annoyance that said HR director didn't even bother to talk to me afterwards (hm) and maybe a big chunk of it was irateness that I was still working even though I wanted to cry a bit for a lot of last week but after nearly everyone had gone four of us stayed back and got totally blotto.

Friday was a blurry hellhole of a hangover but, you know, I felt better for it.

The weekend was a remarkably pleasant one. I spent a lot of Saturday afternoon in Holland Park for John's birthday, where we sat in the sun and drank prosecco next to the open air opera bit, with people warming up. It was bliss. Richie and I spent the evening by ourselves at home, talking about stuff, and then for reasons that made sense at the time, watched the finale of Stars in their Eyes 1993. Marti Pellow won, if you're interested.

On Sunday I FINISHED MY COLLEGE WORK, or at least the first draft of it all. I skipped off with joy into the sunny afternoon and went for a walk down the River Lea and across Walthamstow Marshes, which is turns out finish pretty much exactly at the other end of our road, next to a pub. We have lived here for three years. Had no idea. FAIL, SELF.

It is now Wednesday. I have now given in ALL of my college work so it's just a case of keeping everything crossed that I pass this and then I am DONE DONE DONE with college and officially qualified. Woo!

This weekend I am off to Milton Keynes Collectormania which is going to be SUPER FUN. I have, in a moment of insanity, decided to cosplay as Gamora. A test run was moderately successful, but hell, it'll be fun and Gamora is hella awesome. This is the first Collectormania since I was... er... 16? I think? that I am having to take the train to. It also means that I have to take all my stuff to work on Friday. So, you know, obviously the best time to require loads of baggage up to and including a wig. I can't wait to see everyone, though. I have the Monday off to ensure that I am no longer too green and also to get biopsy and coil fitted on Monday afternoon, which promises to be painful, but I have decided to have Monday as a day just bingewatching TV because - and this is important - for the first time since September I don't have any homework to to. That's a big old silver lining.

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So last week was actually okay, for the rest of it. On Thursday I was running a Ladies Yay event (still not its real name), which was meant to be a joint event between us and the mothership, except it was at our buildings and I organised everything. Hm. I found out about three hours before it was due to start that the HR director and a lot of the senior HR team of said mothership were coming over to participate. ARGH ARGH ARGH I cried in my head and got on with things.

Anyway. The event went well! And afterwards we Mingled with the copious amount of food and wine I had brought in. And maybe it was due to having not eaten all day, maybe it was relief the event had gone okay, maybe it was annoyance that said HR director didn't even bother to talk to me afterwards (hm) and maybe a big chunk of it was irateness that I was still working even though I wanted to cry a bit for a lot of last week but after nearly everyone had gone four of us stayed back and got totally blotto.

Friday was a blurry hellhole of a hangover but, you know, I felt better for it.

The weekend was a remarkably pleasant one. I spent a lot of Saturday afternoon in Holland Park for John's birthday, where we sat in the sun and drank prosecco next to the open air opera bit, with people warming up. It was bliss. Richie and I spent the evening by ourselves at home, talking about stuff, and then for reasons that made sense at the time, watched the finale of Stars in their Eyes 1993. Marti Pellow won, if you're interested.

On Sunday I FINISHED MY COLLEGE WORK, or at least the first draft of it all. I skipped off with joy into the sunny afternoon and went for a walk down the River Lea and across Walthamstow Marshes, which is turns out finish pretty much exactly at the other end of our road, next to a pub. We have lived here for three years. Had no idea. FAIL, SELF.

It is now Wednesday. I have now given in ALL of my college work so it's just a case of keeping everything crossed that I pass this and then I am DONE DONE DONE with college and officially qualified. Woo!

This weekend I am off to Milton Keynes Collectormania which is going to be SUPER FUN. I have, in a moment of insanity, decided to cosplay as Gamora. A test run was moderately successful, but hell, it'll be fun and Gamora is hella awesome. This is the first Collectormania since I was... er... 16? I think? that I am having to take the train to. It also means that I have to take all my stuff to work on Friday. So, you know, obviously the best time to require loads of baggage up to and including a wig. I can't wait to see everyone, though. I have the Monday off to ensure that I am no longer too green and also to get biopsy and coil fitted on Monday afternoon, which promises to be painful, but I have decided to have Monday as a day just bingewatching TV because - and this is important - for the first time since September I don't have any homework to to. That's a big old silver lining.