My interesting view

Unusually, the window from my office does not open into the outside world, and instead opens into the interior courtyard of my building. Initially I was disappointed not to have fresh air and sunshine, but then I realised that my view is far more interesting where it is. Directly opposite my window is a seminar room where they do all sorts of interesting things to keep me amused during the day. Last Friday the students were pummelling a small plastic baby in the back and making its head flail around. I assume they were learning about clearing airways or resuscitating a baby or something, but it didn’t look to me like the baby would enjoy it very much.

“Yes we managed to clear the blockage madam, but unfortunately your child’s head has come off. You should probably get that checked.”

There is also the added bonus that lots of male nursing students are really quite attractive. If I had an outside view, I suppose I would occasionally see someone hot walk past for a few seconds and then they’d be gone. With a seminar room, they’re obliged to sit there for an hour while I look at them. Not in a pervy way of course, I’m sure they don’t even notice. Although I should probably rethink the opera glasses, they may attract attention.

New blog

I have decided to ditch the LiveBlog application in facebook because no-one could actually read it very easily. So I'm now trying out Blogger, and using a nifty little application called Flog Blog to feed my posts into my facebook profile. I guess I could feed it into lots of other places as well, and saturate the whole world with my opinion, that'd be nice for you all wouldn't it?

New job tomorrow

I’m starting my new job at the university tomorrow. I’ve been so busy in my current/old job up until today that I’ve hardly had a second to think about it, but now that I can I’m getting a bit nervous. I hope it’ll be OK, I’m sure it will be. If I succeed in not totally freaking out like I did when I started my last job that’ll be an improvement at least!

It’ll be great to be back up at Falmer I think, it’s such a nice working environment. I’m not looking forward to getting the bus every day again, but hopefully it’ll be worth it.

Isle of Wightian adventure

We got back yesterday from our mini-break to the Isle of Wight. It was lovely in lots of ways, but the first part was just AWFUL!

I booked us two nights in a nice-looking hotel we found on lastminute.com, and the journey was fine all they way down to Shanklin in the car and ferry etc. Then we got to the hotel and thought “hmmm… this is… okaaay...” and tried to put a brave face on it, but really it just wasn’t. The only word I can use to describe the Sherwood Court Hotel is crap-hole. The receptionist woman was insane and frightening; the room was FILTHY, in that after walking around with no shoes on I felt I had to change my socks; and the clientele was vile. If you told me I’d accidentally booked two nights in a job centre in Moulsecoomb I would have believed you.

We decided to make the best of it and went out for some dinner, and promptly got homophobically abused by a passing motorist. Managed to find Shanklin’s one restaurant, where we had a nice meal actually, and then we went back to The Hotel Craporama where we were kept awake for three hours by the other guests shouting at each other, slamming doors, and coughing and snoring. Yes snoring could be heard through the walls, which presumably had been made out of papier maché.

The breakfast was disgusting, so we promptly packed up and checked out, much to the consternation of the insane receptionist who demanded to know our reasons (we were too polite to say your hotel is the biggest craphole on the south coast) but fortunately got a refund of our second night.

And then we checked into a beautiful hotel in Sandown with a seaview and a balcony, a hot blond porter, and a breakfast that didn’t taste like it had already been digested. Still a little noisy I suppose but a palace in comparison. We had a lovely day at the zoo and the dinosaur museum, and then on our last day drove around a bit and saw some of the other towns.

All in all it was very nice after its wobbly start, but I was still very glad to get home to my own bed and normal people.

PS Also, when someone in Ventnor says hello to you in the street, they are apparently not trying to mug you, they are just being provincial. So I probably shouldn’t have pepper-sprayed that old lady.

Woo hooooooooooo!

I got the job! They didn’t keep me waiting long, they let me know at about 11am this morning. I’m so pleased! And a bit scared, but I’m always scared of change.

I’m also feeling a bit guilty about ditching my team, especially as my manager only just left last week. Between the two of us we kept quite a lot of things running smoothly, so there’ll be quite a big hole now! Oh well, if it all falls apart I suppose it won’t be my problem any more. Still feel a bit bad though.

But anyway, woo hoo for me! I am now going to be a Website and Learning Technologies Developer, sounds swish doesn’t it? Assuming I don’t get crappy references and they withdraw the offer.

Bit nervous

I’ve got a job interview tomorrow, and I’m getting quite nervous now. It’s for a web job and I really want it. I’m quite fed up with my current job now, and that just makes me want it even more!

I’m not sure if anyone from work reads this actually, not many of them know I’m going for an interview. Ah well, if they do read it it’ll save me telling them I suppose!

Anyway, interview is at 11.15, so anyone who reads this between now and then: think happy thoughts!

Speccy

Well I’ve got my new glasses now, and they seem alright. I’m glad I spent a bit on them, because at least I’m more likely to wear them if they look nice. The last pair I got (5 years ago) were cheap and nasty, and so I only wore them for a couple of months. Waste of money really.

I have also tried out wearing my contacts to go clubbing, and was pleasantly surprised. Although I first thought “well this is pointless, it’s almost dark in here anyway”, I realised after a while that people dancing on podiums etc were actually a lot clearer and more detailed. Which, again, was good for checking out who was nice looking and deserved a second look. I think I had just got used to people far away looking smudgy.

I think I am turning into quite a letch as I get older. I seem to spend quite a bit of my free time on Boy Appreciation (that’s an activity, not a website or anything. Actually, maybe that SHOULD be a website...) Not that I ever talk to any of them of course, I just appreciate from afar, so I guess it’s fairly harmless. If a little pervy.