New flatmates in and all going well. Hes a good mate and I saw a lot of him anyway so no surprises really. Already helping on the not going out because bored at home front.
Spoke to Claire. She called me as she has a few bits of mine and I have a few of hers. We're going to meet up to exchange. It was an awkward call rather than an unfriendly one, maybe a faint slimmer of hope we can salvage some kind of relationship in the future. I really hope so.
Pursuit of significantly younger woman. Going reasonably well, chatting via email and bumped into her in the corridor and chatted away (yes folks, not only is she too young, she works in the same company as me!!!). Might not be able to make her birthday night out on Friday due to getting back late from Germany but we have agreed to do something maybe the following weekend anyway. She really makes me laugh and is very sweet and thats exactly the sort of company I could do with. Plus, very cute.
Going to Paris tomorrow a.m., then onto Germany Friday a.m. and flying back friday evening. Presenting to senior management in both (gulp) re upgrading an already unpopular piece of software. Joy. All flights/travel arrangement booked at minimum of cost and no regard to my state of tiredness when trying to present. Fuckers.
The Killers (when tickets go on sale tomorrow anyway)
Thats about it really. Not very interesting in retrospect, but if life gives you a dull 30 year old, make dull diarys I say.
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