“I need to get some sleep”

Hello you,Good week? I hope so…. and it’s a long weekend too. Result!Nightowl or earlybird?Rachel said something in passing the other day about early starts and that kicked my subconscious. Are you an earlybird? Tucked up in bed before the late news and jumping out of bed at the dawn chorus? Or, maybe a nightowl? Is your brain at it’s best around 11pm and you’re happy until the small hours (provided you get a lie-in the next day).Personally, I’m a night person. No, not creature of the night (Ed: T-t-t-t-t-touch me!! I wanna be dirty) – just a night bird. I find it easier to stay up than get up early. It’s always been like this. My brain seems to […]

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“The bounce has gone from his bungee.”

Ey oop little old lady, After a battle through the city traffic, I arrived at my meeting only to find that it had been cancelled. Ah well, such is life. Now, I could grumble about this, but I won’t. Let’s see… in town and no-one expects me back until 2pm. Righto, long lunch it is then. 🙂 The funny thing is I’ve kinda been expecting the trans genes to switch off over the last month or so. Faced with a couple of hours shopping, I found myself kind of uninterested. Something must be wrong with me because I found the USB memory sticks more interesting that Ravell’s shoe display. I think part of it (as Penny wittily blogged about) is […]

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“You’re history,
That’s what you are.”

Hey-ho, Been keeping it real, sista? Select! 🙂 It’s been a bit of a strange week. One packed with memories, or more accurately, ghosts. Echoes of things passed, dredged up from my backstory, cued up by the oddest of triggers. Monday: During a meeting at work, someone (very kindly) offered me a cup of tea. It wasn’t until I drank it that memory kicked in. The tea was just like my Gran used to make – I know that sounds a bit daft. Tea’s tea right? Nah. I don’t know if it was the blend or how the person had made it. But what cemented the memory for me was the shape of the cup. Slightly triangular with a hint […]

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“Thoughts arrive like butterflies,
Oh, he don’t know, so he chases them away”

Hi there, Good weekend? I hope so. It’s been a bit rainy, but hey, at least the lawn won’t have karked it eh? How much do you hold back? I don’t mean biting your tongue or leaving out life’s minutae; more… self censorship. There’s been a couple of occasions with this blog, although it happens more on comments I leave with others, where I’ll re-read what I’ve put, re-do it, only then to delete that too. Is it a lack of confidence, not wanting to offend or just that one’s own jokes frequently look rather flat? I’m just not sure. I also tend to find myself rambling (Ed: No sh**!) where a person’s post will filter through my mind, pinging […]

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“Time goes by… so slowly”

Hi kids, No deep journey into the soul tonight, my brain feels like it’s ready to shutdown. With a bit of luck, maybe I can coax a little more activity out of it. We had a consultant in at work. To those of you who have had the pleasure, you’ll know all about Death By Powerpoint and the 2pm graveyard shift. You know, that bit where the animal part of your brain – which is being completely underused – kicks off with ‘food eaten. now sleep.’ It’s touch and go then until it’s time for tea and biscuits. Somewhere in the dead zone, I found myself pondering something far more intereting than the security workshop. Okay, yes, it was clothing […]

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“Yeah, here comes the water,
It comes to wash away the sins of you and I”

Hiya, I have stared at the white white box that is the Blogger Editor. Left it and come back to it. Put off the thought that creatively, I’m dry. But, no, it’s not about wit or ‘having something to say(tm)’ – it’s about effort or drive. It’s not all lipstick, heels, self-doubt and elation – other things go on my life too. To that end, I’m having a lull in the Trans Force. I think it may because we moving towards that time of year where the trnas genes begin to slow down. They never turn off – after all, they make us who we are – but they do go quiet. For example, on Wednesday I was in town […]

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