As the title says... there are more nights out on the way.
Tonight we are going out for dinner, to my OH's Boss's place. He is cooking. And then they are talking work. I am really looking forward to it
I dunno, it could be fun, although I am not very good with small talk, or for quietly paying attention when others are talking shop. Thats not me. So I may be a little cantankerous . They are a nice couple so it should be alright.
Then tomorrow and its back to dancing. Woohoo. But I must pratice my Man Turn or the tiger lady will be able to catch me easily in her claws and rip me to shreds like a lame gazelle not enjoy dancing with me
Then friday it's back to school for the evening, for another musical extravaganza.

Oh well, I dunno when I am going to get all my work done. Perhaps I can take it tonight... if they are going to talk work, perhaps I can do work too

Okay. I apologise for the content of this blig, but today I had a horrific shock, one that was to scar me for the rest of the day.
But first, isn't it human nature that, if there is a picture where everything is still and one thing is moving, your eye gets drawn naturally to the mocing thing... you can't help it. It's the way of things... and soetimes it's just too late to avert your eyes, because you have already seen it.

WEll....
What this leading to really is the fact that I hate my work toilet... I think it is quite badly designed. Here is a quick reconstruction of the design

as you can see, you enter from the bottom (Oo-er, hehe this is a toilet related blog after all) and ahead of you are the sinks. You are in a narrow corridor that leads up to the cubicles wheras the urinals are on the south wall.... which is the problem. Because if you were standing in front of the one nearest the sink, you are in fact pretty much facing the doorway. Which is where I came in... literally.

I entered the door this morning and there in front of me was a man giving himself a good old shake. The problem is, that, as I said earlier, you're eye instinctively moves to the movement and even though its a split second, you're scarred for the rest of the day. Oh, I feel dirty.

Oh dear, There are many movers and shakers in my school