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Dec. 7th, 2001 10:29 amHave been doing more Japanese, which is really good. Also, yesterday I was delivered the role-playing society's accounts to audit. Christ, these people are so disorganised! The junior treasurer's coming round soon, and we'll try and work something out so that the accounts can actually be submitted on time. But, like, Christ!
G. came round after work, and jumped on me the moment he got in the door, which was fun. We went off to the Kingston Arms to eat, and eventually got a table (it's a small place, and always packed because the food and beer are so good). I bought G. a steak because he still has no money, and then we went to the Blue to meet up with people from the science fiction society and have a few drinks. G. was annoyed that it's a non-smoking pub, and had to nip out now and then for a smoke (I'd had to buy him some cigarettes as well).
I seem to be growing increasingly paranoid. I have this idea that my ex is planning a party of Saturday, and hasn't invited me (not that I could go anyway). But my other friends seem to be trying to keep this secret from me - when I ask them what's happening at the weekend, they talk about filling in their tax returns, and change the subject. I'm convinced they're all conspiring against me, or talking about me when I'm not there. I'm sure they secretly dislike me. OTOH, maybe I'm drinking too much and it's just making me paranoid.
"Just because you're paranoid...don't mean they're not after you."
G. came round after work, and jumped on me the moment he got in the door, which was fun. We went off to the Kingston Arms to eat, and eventually got a table (it's a small place, and always packed because the food and beer are so good). I bought G. a steak because he still has no money, and then we went to the Blue to meet up with people from the science fiction society and have a few drinks. G. was annoyed that it's a non-smoking pub, and had to nip out now and then for a smoke (I'd had to buy him some cigarettes as well).
I seem to be growing increasingly paranoid. I have this idea that my ex is planning a party of Saturday, and hasn't invited me (not that I could go anyway). But my other friends seem to be trying to keep this secret from me - when I ask them what's happening at the weekend, they talk about filling in their tax returns, and change the subject. I'm convinced they're all conspiring against me, or talking about me when I'm not there. I'm sure they secretly dislike me. OTOH, maybe I'm drinking too much and it's just making me paranoid.
"Just because you're paranoid...don't mean they're not after you."
