The fella's away out tonight on a works do to my favourite restaurant of all time. Cheeky b*stard. Tried very hard to get invited along - went into his work yesterday afternoon and spoke to one of his co-workers (who is amazing) and after a few 'oh that's my fav restaurant' and 'I hope you's all have a good time' - she asked why I wasn't coming (yeeeeessss!!!) I didn't really want to go if I was the only non-worker so she said she'd see if her fella wanted to go. So plan 'get-invited-to-someone-elses-work-do' was in full throttle.
Today, she phoned in sick, so she will not be going to the do, nor will her fella, and nor will I now. Damn. Never mind, it's supposed to rain tonight so I'm better off staying in sulking.
Things have gone a bit weird in work lately. I seem to turn into a completely different person and get all serious about the job. It's horrible - I'm swaying from being grossly anti-social to easy-breezy-chatty depending on my mood - it's really irritating and probably not much fun for those around me. Laid back I ain't. Maybe I'm a little bit bipolar. Just a wee bit mind. Like I've fallen out of the bipolar tree and missed every single branch except for a little twig near the bottom. That's probably enough for anyone. 



) I have no idea where I'm going with it but the ideas are there and I'm just going to roll with them then maybe in a weeks time have a look back over it and re-work it and write some more. I'm very excited and enthused by it all and may enter some writing competitions. I have nothing to lose with it so I may as well give it a go. 