Tired dammit

I'm just so tired this weather.  It's crap.  I just about have a heart attack in the morning when the alarm goes off at the not horrifically early 6.30am, get up, shower, drink coffee and juice, and get the train at 7.40am.
Once in work (about 8.15), I've got time to grab another coffee before I have to start.

Mid afternoon, I'm feeling lethargic, and by the time I get home at about 5.30pm, I feel like I need a wee sleep.
If I do, it means I can't get to sleep when I do go to bed, and invariably wake up knackered because I haven't got to sleep till about 2.00am.
If I don't have a wee sleep, then I'm out like a light by about 10.30/11.0pm, and sleep like a log till about 5.30/6.00am, when I try and squeeze in that last little (half) hour of sleep, and *bang* wake up when the alarm goes off as described in the first line of this post.

Weirdly, if I'm on holiday, my sleeping routine seems to sort itself out, and I can get up and bounce out of bed at stupid-o'clock.am regardless of how late I went to bed the night before.

It's Scotland's climate that's screwing me up, I'm sure of it.  Oh where's my lottery win so I can emigrate?

Saturday mooch

Yesterday we headed down to Castle Semple at Lochwinnoch, and did a walk through the surrounding countryside, of just under 4 miles.  There was a really nice little pond, that should have had a kelpie living in it (maybe she was just hiding).
Once on top of the hill, there was a great view taking in three lochs.

Probably the highlight was coming across a couple of young deer.  I managed to get the camera out and just get a photo of them.

Before hitting the cycle track that lead back to the car park, there was the ruins of a little 16th century church.  There's a few graves inside the church, and it's in a really nice setting.

A nice day for going out for a wander.

There really should be a selkie in this photo

If you look carefully you can make out a small deer. 

(Hint - look for the white tuft of the tail)

View from the hill overlooking the loch

Ruins of a 16th century church.

Stuff of late

Not been up to a great deal lately.

The Antibiotics did the trick, so I can breathe again, which is good.  The karate is still going strong, so I'm knackered.  I'm liking this a lot more than I did the running, because there's some cerebral stuff as well as the physical.  That's not to say I didn't like running, which, I really need to start doing again, just not to the extremes that I was previously.  It had got to the stage where my life was dictated by training schedules and race calenders. Not good, especially when you're partner doesn't run.  Makes a social life a bit difficult.

In the next month, there's the Glasgow SF convention Satellite 3 which I'm really looking forward to.  I managed to avoid being on the committee this time, and ended up volunteering to run a game of Do You Worship Cthulhu, being on a genre Celebrity Deathmatch style panel, running a quiz, and being in charge of tech ops.  I'd probably have got off lighter if I'd been on the committee!!!

Quackery

Well, I went to the doctors, and am now on antibiotics.  The capsules are actually so big, I'm not sure if I should swallow them or stick them up my arse.
Speaking of "stick it up your arse", that's exactly what the practice receptionist can go do.  When I made my appointment, she had my old address on record.  When I gave her my new one to update the records, she told me that I was outside the catchment area, and the doctor would have a word with me about that.  He didn't.  He's ok with it, so up yours nursie.
She got her revenge though, she still hasn't updated my records as I found out when I tried to collect my prescription and the address was wrong.

Anyway, the pills seem to be doing the trick.  Now all I need is a lottery win and my life will be complete.

TFI Friday

Seriously.  The week started off not bad, then ground to a halt somewhere mid Wednesday, and never picked up momentum again.
It's now Friday afternoon, and all the energy has been sucked out of me.  Having seriously blocked sinuses doesn't help, and when I called the quacks this morning to make an appointment (I don't want this going into my chest), I got a stroppy practice nurse telling me I was now out of the catchment area.  So it looks like I'll be forced to find a new doctor.  Never mind, there's a shitload of them on Paisley Road West, so it shouldn't be a problem.

I didn't make karate last night, as I was at the monthly sf meet-up (Trout).  I didn't stay long, just a couple of hours (the blocked sinuses again), but there was a fairly big turnout, and I caught up with some people I've not seen in ages.

Right, 2 hours to go then it's off home for the weekend, which will feature a karate class and a meal out (tomorrow) and some vegging and watching Gone With The Wind and some film noir (Sunday).

Weird dreams

Lately I've been having some weird dreams (how about a shower head under the dash on the passenger side of the car, so you can wash your hair en route to work?), but last nights is really bugging me.
In the dream, I was dj-ing in a warehouse sized club, and doing a mashup of The Orb's Little Fluffy Clouds, and Slayer's South of Heaven.  Now I'm going nuts thinking about it and if it would actually work.  I'm getting to the point where I think it could be do-able, and still be listenable.

Any takers?

Well the holiday season is definately over

On the way in to work this morning, I took a wee detour through George Square.  The Christmas lights are still up and lit, but they are starting to dismantle the whole Christmas village thing that had been set up.  Here's a couple of pics.  One is of the lights, and the other of the big wheel.  The ice rink had already been dismantled, and most of the tent's/stalls are away as well.

Christmas Lights in George Square, Glasgow

The big wheel.  Or as I call it the Glasgow Aye, Right!