I see wierd people

It's most definitely Autumn today isn't it? I woke up with the usual semi-suicidal Monday feeling and realised very quickly that it was BLOODY FREEZING! I had to wear a coat and I am feeling fat and hormonal so overall not the best start to the day.

But it got worse...

I have an admission. I smoke. Yes I know its unhealthy and I probably smell like stale smoke but there you go, I smoke.
I have a ciggie break in the morning usually around half ten and today was no exception. I left the building settled into a bench lit up and there I sat contemplating Life, the Universe and Everything until my weirdo turned up.

Yes I attract strange people. Why? No idea, maybe they see a kindred spirit or a good listener but either way they always. ALWAYS find me. This particular man has been lurking around our building for a few weeks and at least twice a week accosts me for cigarettes or a 'bit of a chat'. He generally sits on my bench smokes my cigarette (I know I shouldn't but he might get agitated if I don't give him one) and proceeds to explain how he is Schizophrenic, used to be a woman in another life, is racist but only in his head 'cos I know it's wrong' and (used?) to be an alcoholic.

Yes it's nerve racking and uncomfortable and no-one comes over to rescue me not a one despite the fact that it's usually the same fellow staff members smoking outside.

I do feel a bit sorry for him after all if he does have some kind of mental health issue it's not necessarily his fault but that doesn't make it less weird for me to be sitting smoking nodding and smiling in a (hopefully) friendly and non-provoking manner to a man who has told me repeatedly that the 'used to be violent'.

Maybe I should give up smoking

Jack Daniels and the epileptic

OK. So I emailed my partner all excited to tell him I started a blog as he suggested and waited for his fulsome praises and wonder at my literary mastery only to get the terse reply that I had made two typos. Is that it? And people wonder why the divorce rate is so high!

Anywho enough self pity. I had a great evening last night as an old friend called out of the blue asking if I wanted a drink after work, his shout, at a local pub. Of course I needed my arm twisting ever so slightly but being the generous creature I am accepted his invitation. So here I am just starting work with a Jack Daniels induced hangover and a feeling of general friendliness towards my fellow humans for their generosity. I love spontaneous meetings like that they always seem to be so much more fun than planned events.

I did of course get told off by him-at-home for drinking on a work night and skipping dinner but I tried to explain the urgency of the situation as I haven't seen this friend for months. He grumbled but seemed OK in the end. I did wonder if I would be given a lecture about the fact I have epilepsy and the drinking/not eating combo but he didn't go there.

I didn't mention that before did I? Well I have epilepsy, diagnosed when I was 15 (thus ending my attempt at GCSEs at School due to medication issues) which has plagued me ever since. I do seem to have enough periods of calm to get on with things mostly but it's a real pain in the proverbial the rest of the time.

I did manage to get some GCSEs in the end and then some A-Levels later and I do have a job but it has caused bouts of sickness which have really got in the way of complete normality. The worst times are the times when I have a fit at work or out and about as it tends to freak people out who haven't seen such a thing before. I suppose seeing a slightly overweight goth fall down then start dribbling and twitching can be an unusual experience but believe me I am usually more concerned than you! I do take medication but it hasn't been that successful in recent years. They have changed it many times and I have suffered many bouts of nasty side effects as a result but they best they have been able to manage so far is to lessen the frequency and severity of the fits which is nothing to sneeze at I suppose.

Anyway I'm sure you have better things to do than read about an epileptic wierdo bloggerso go and do them.

My first ever Blog

Well here I am finally sampling the delights of Blogdom. What am I supposed to write? How often? who will read it if anyone?

Well who cares really I have be informed by others that it's 'cathartic' or something to write down the personal trivia of your life for the world to see so I'm having a go.

I suppose I should start by explaining a bit about myself? I'm currently 28 and live in the UK and I'm female.

Not enough?

OK then, my interests are fairly normal I think with the occasional foray into wierd and a sprinkling of geeky (although not in the Computerish sense). Im a LARPer which means Live Action Role Play for the uninitiated, and no, its nothing to do with sex! It's more of a game of playacting for grownups with added violence and silly costumes. The group I LARP with are based on a Dungeons and Dragony type scenario with its very own countries currencies made up races and languages. Yes geek hell but a bloody good laugh!

I also like to read although my reading matter has been descibed as slightly mismatched by my partner who is far more at home with good old SciFi and the local paper. I skip from girly romantic/historical fiction to scientific essays and then on to modern philosophy although not always with ease. I like stories and read fiction constantly (I have been accused of escapism) but also love to learn and argue a point.

My current literary obsession is Richard Dawkins. I am a non-believer in all kinds of religion so when the God Delusion was released I lapped it up reaffirming all the things I (dont?) believe and findingout to my sheer joy that I AM NOT ALONE! I have been reading his other books (less easy going) and have started on the likes od Daniel Dennet and Christopher Hitchens as well. You will probably find me expressing my antitheist view on this blog so if you are of the God-Bothering persuasion you might not like me but hey ho.

Anyway I'm supposed to be working

Thus endeth the first Blog