Thursday Doors – Archive Books (a bibliophile’s haven)

I was out in the city last week to do some Christmas shopping. And by “Christmas shopping” I mean that I had to buy one gift for my workplace Secret Santa. Shouldn’t be hard, right? Well, no, not usually, except that it was really busy and crowded everywhere. Plus I don’t overly like shopping to begin with.

After browsing through a few shops, feeling my patience diminishing, I retreated into a book store. Books make good presents, right? That was my pretence for going in there, but, really, it just felt more tranquil in the book store than out there, even if there were a lot more people than usual in the book store as well.

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no metaphorical rain today

Today has been unexpectedly very productive. This is probably an insignificant post in the grand scheme of things, but I don’t think I’ve had such a productive non-work day in so long, so in my books it’s worth recording. Didn’t plan on writing this post, though, so it’s kind of more stream-of-consciousness than usual.

Anyway, I didn’t get to bed until about 1am last night, so I didn’t bother setting an alarm, deciding that I should allow myself a sleep-in (it’s Sunday, after all). I woke up at some point in the morning to the sound of really heavy rain outside …and then I went back to sleep. Continue reading

big shoes to fill

I really want to write about my run last night, but I need to post this first because it’s kind of the backstory. You can read all the boring details about my run next time (or not).

My workplace decided to enter a team into the Bridge to Brisbane fun run this year. For those unfamiliar with the race (i.e. you’re not from Brisbane or never lived in Brisbane over a winter), B2B gives you the option of doing a 5km and 10km course, which you can either run or walk. I’d been tossing up between the 5km and 10km options because I haven’t run 10km in a very, very long time, but I know I can do a pretty decent 5km run. The choice was then between protecting my pride, or taking on a challenge and pushing myself.

I’d like to say it was an easy choice, but I took at least a week and a lot of encouragement to commit to the 10km run. Well, there is actually a jogging option as well as running or walking, so I went with jogging. (What you choose isn’t overly important, it just allows the event organisers to get an idea of what time you might finish in, and hence allocate an appropriate starting time bracket.) Continue reading

’twas the month before Christmas

It’s not even December yet, and the major TV networks have started broadcasting Christmas-themed shows and movies. Well, to be fair, it probably starts – at least – by about this time every year. The shopping malls, etc all had their Christmas decorations up weeks ago, so I suppose TV isn’t really the first to the party anyway.

I only had a half-day at work yesterday, finishing up at midday. I stayed back to have lunch, and went down to the cafeteria to put up more posters for The Compliment Project. I was quite chuffed to see that, of the two I’d put up on Monday, one had had all the tags taken (or I assume so, anyway, since the poster itself was no longer there) and the other had most of the tags taken. There’s also been a good response at my pharmacy (I’d put one up in the staff tearoom) but the one I’m most pleased with is the one I put on my local community noticeboard:  Continue reading

retail torture

I’ve never really liked shopping. Well, unless I’ve got something in particular that I need to buy (like, really need to buy) or if I’m buying gifts for friends – in those cases I don’t really mind because there’s a solid purpose. Casual shopping and retail therapy does not tend to work for me.

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tomorrow

It seems that I’m making a habit of writing blog posts late at night when I should probably be in bed sleeping (or trying to sleep). But it’s ok tonight because I have the day off tomorrow (because I’m working on Sunday, and this is one of those nice weeks where HR lets the Sunday pharmacist take a week-day off).

Earlier today, thinking of tomorrow, I had this thought: tomorrow is completely mine. It was basically me reminding myself that I have an entire day to myself because pretty much everyone I know will be at work or otherwise preoccupied. It’s a strange feeling. It brings on a sort of nervous excitement, which is a weirdly wonderful feeling.

I’m not really doing anything exciting tomorrow though. I need to get a blood test done – a fasting blood test, which means I’m going to leave the house without having breakfast for the first time in …forever (?) Yeah, I dunno… Even when I meet up with friends to have breakfast “out” (which is incredibly rare), I still eat a bit before leaving the house.

I think I’ll also go shopping tomorrow, just for random things that I may or may not need, and have been putting off for a while. I’m not big on shopping usually. I don’t do well with window shopping, or the idea of wandering aimlessly around malls. I prefer shopping when I have a clear idea of what I want to buy. Now and then, however, I get this idea in my head that maybe if I just browse around, check out a few stores, I might find things to buy that I didn’t realise I wanted/needed. When this happens, it usually doesn’t take long before I’m completely disillusioned and realise what a terrible idea that was.

Well, I could just come straight home after breakfast tomorrow, but I feel like I’m in the kind of mindset where I need to be out amongst people. Not necessarily with anyone, but alone in a crowd is sufficient. I’m not sure if it’s related to the writing that I’ve been doing – this need to be amongst people so I can observe and contemplate the movements and mannerisms of others.

Either way, the weather’s supposed to be nice and mild tomorrow. I hope I can enjoy some sunshine. I’ll be thinking of the poor souls hard at work, counting down the hours until the week-end.