This evening I’m unusually tired and for that reason, and hopefully that alone, I’m a little out of it at the mo. With luck, a good night’s kip will set me right. But, it is Friday and Friday night is blogging night. I suppose in some odd way, I have my own personal deadline and if I break it, I wonder if I’ll get out of the habit of regular writing. Well, lets see where this week’s stream of consciousness takes us then eh? 🙂
Health – or perhaps more accurately, head-wise – I’ve been pretty good. I think the malaise over the last day or so is just tiredness. Nothing to panic about and really, would panicking help? Probably not 🙂 I was going to write a post this afternoon, but instead I ended up finishing off a short story. Considering this is YATGB, I suppose you’d expect it to be all very standard trans stuff. Magic wands, genie in a bottle, a cursed pair of killer heels. But honestly, not a sniff of any of that. In fact, I don’t think I’ve written any crossdresser fiction for years. I’m not dissing it, I’m just not…. writing it. Maybe now I’ve got release (and the love from the Ever Lovely Mrs Jones), it’s not something I feel I need. Go figure.
Talking of writing (Ed: another seamless link m’dear) I got a note through the contact form. It was from Circus magazine – sorry Circus Bookazine. Seems they’ve been trawling the interwebs and looking for blog articles and ideas to put in it. I’m not crowing here, I’m sure a lot of other people have had one of these too. I did a bit of research and it seemed on the level. I suppose you put feelers out and see who replies and take it from there. In terms of little old me submitting something, I’m not sure where I’d come into it. I mean, this is a fashion edition and… please note I’m not fishing for compliments here… I’d describe my fashion sense as pure high street, certainly not cutting edge. Ah well, I’ll re-re-read the email and see if I can think of anything.
In other news, and following the theme of springing from one meme to the next, I had an unexpected email from a friend I hadn’t seen in a while. I’ll spare her blushes unless she cares to out herself. Anyhoo, I ended up driving through the driving rain through Nottingham to meet up at her house for a chat and nibbles. I think I might have done a lot of the chatting – and for that I’m sorry – but it was a fab visit with good company. If you’re curious, no I didn’t go en femme – although the offer was made – and if anything, and perhaps ironically, that added to the evening. I mean, I didn’t have to go through that whole fab to drab routine that a lot of us dread. Instead, a cheery wave goodbye and off into the night again. Fantastic stuff to be honest.
This week has also been the release of the A Level results. I find the whole thing very muddled and rather complicated. On one hand, you’ve got the media: no, that’s not fair – let’s go with certain portions of the media baying about how exams have got easier, fall of standards, blah blah blah. On the other, education folk saying the opposite. Perhaps, and as ever, the truth lies somewhere between those statements.
One thing that does worry me though, is the chances for kids to go to uuniversity. I did go, although it was poly back in those days and no, I didn’t pass. I didn’t do so well and I quit to get a job. Now on the radio, I heard one young lad saying he was going to forgo uuniversity and go for the work experience angle instead. A good idea I guess, although I do know that some employers are very keen on you having a degree. Sure, some should require it, but when it’s any degree, how relevant is that? How do you weigh up an applicant with lots of… life skills?… versus someone who’s been in the classroom. Tough choices.
How about you good people? Did you go or not go? If you did, has it helped and if you didn’t, do you think that’s held you back?
Oh and it’s Chams next week. Yay! Here’s to a good weekend!
[ Today’s lyric: Weather with You by Crowded House ]
PS: To those of who you who I owe and email to, I’m sorry and I am working on it. Honest!