Restless

A number of people had suggested that I don't know what to do with myself now that I'm free again, and I can honestly say that I didn't feel that at all. I had work to do at uni, things to tie up; I had appointment after appointment. But, after a bit less than a week away, yep. It's hit me. I feel stir crazy, even though I've been out and about today. I feel strange and I realise it's because I haven't seen my desk in ages and I haven't seen my group in ages. Sure, I was out with the others at a barbecue, but besides Jacquie, none of them are in my group. I didn't realise how long travel takes; public transport takes up a significant part of my day. Without riding on transport, I've suddenly got something like an extra 2 hours a day. Not necessarily the ride on the train, tram or bus, but the time it takes to get to the train/tram/bus stop. The waiting for said services. An extra 2 hours. I haven't been swimming ages and it's bothering me. (The pool is closed from Dec 22 to Jan 2.) Perhaps tomorrow I'll go to the North Melbourne pool.

Tomorrow is New Year's Eve and I have no plans. It's oddly liberating. I might head over to Jane's and have a few drinks.

The weather is just this side of uncomfortable. Sticky.

Ugh, I have nothing I want to read or watch and I'm not really sleepy. I had also been looking forward to watching Howl's Moving Castle for ages and I finally got it today and was all excited to see it, but I found it strangely disappointing. The delight from the book was just missing from the movie. Sure, the movie was more powerful, but I was looking forward to the delight. Thumbs down from me.