squeefulfish | (no subject)

Have nearly moved up. Think I could happily live with what I've got now. Ok, I has internets again, this makes me insanely happy and far, far less lonely. Still need to get an awful lot of stuff up to Dublin, especially the very important midwiffey books but that means buying a bookcase which means lugging a bookcase up three flights of stairs which is not so much fun. And if I buy a bookcase I will have to fill it. And I live right beside Chapters. And that is dangerous to my bank balance. Which is rather healthy at the minute, for me anyway. It's nice being able to eat again. Attempted to buy kettle today, but apparently town is in the middle of a great kettle crisis and there are none. Or at least none for less than 40 quid which was more than I wanted to spend on a bit of plastic and metal that I'll either have to keep in my room or wonder how long it'll be before it grows legs.

Going home tomorrow for a quick moving run seeing as I'm finished work at 6 instead of half 8. We get 2.5 hours a week off so we can go to college one day a month and have a group hug of sorts. First session was today in the gas building. I'd so very much missed some of the girls from the other hospital, none of whom I'd seen since the Christmas party.

Annoyingly, was exhausted and ready for bed three hours ago, now am overtired so don't want to sleep. Bother.