Life Sucks?

Prepare yourself for some self-indulgent rambling. I'm not prone to depression, navel-gazing or generally feeling sorry for myself, but recently it seems that's all I've been able to do.

It's easy to pinpoint the source of this - work - but somewhat less easy to do something about it. I should be grateful - I've a well-paid steady job, which is more than many people have. But the thought of staying in this job for a year, let alone for the next 30+ years till retirement, is abhorrent.

So get a new job, you say. Like, DUH! Unfortunately, the Education sector hasn't been throwing up a lot of opportunities. Nor has there been much chance of changing my role in the company. And actually, I'm not sure I want to stay in the sort of roles I've had until now. I'm left with the prospect of retraining. To do what, I don't yet know. But something's gotta give...

And anyway, I've a great partner, a nice home, good friends and I'm finally out of debt. Life doesn't suck. It just seems like it sometimes!

San Francisco

I've been to San Francisco a couple of times before, but I'd never really done the 'tourist' thing, and having Phil with me seemed like the perfect opportunity to do so.

So we spent our days on the beach, at the bridge, at Fisherman's Wharf, and on the multitude of transport options - ferries, buses, subway trains, streetcars and cable cars.

The gay stuff hasn't changed all that much... the Lone Star and Eagle seem much as I remember them. Daddy's has had a name change, but again seems the same, if a little more overcrowded. The Powerhouse was new to me, and is probably OK when you're in the mood for loud dance music! We didn't seem to be able to find anywhere to drink after 2am though!

Highlight of the week for me was a trip to the Six Flags Discovery Kingdom theme park. I got to go on several rollercoasters, and they had special seats for fatties too :-). Phil hates rides, but the wildlife and dolphin and whale shows kept us both entertained.