All Over It

I’m feeling very detached from the whole ex-thing at the moment. It was very much agitating me but given how nonchalent he was about everything and the people we knew last night I I’m inclined to think “bugger it”. Why worry about it – do I really want to be in a situation where I’m only average. Average friend. Average rembrance. It’s a bit like going from be a renaissance fresco to be a beige wall in a hospital corridor.

On a more exciting note, I think one of the people I work with is going to offer me a job. IÂ’m a little bit worried it involves more data handling than IÂ’ll be comfortable with and also IÂ’d be responsible for the cancer waiting times targets. You breech those babies, you have to tell the Dept. of Health. It affects the Trust performance as a whole. Scary shit really.