Back from NOT seeing the lawyer about the visas

I hate the banks, I hate the bureaucracy that makes the rules about the visas (and keeps changing these rules), I hate LA Fitness, I hate how badly I slept last night (due to the bedroom being too warm), and I hate that I feel dizzy right now.

Hate hate hate.

I hate that I haven't been able to submit my work permit application this morning like I thought I would be able to two weeks ago because I don't have all of the documents together because the rules keep changing on me and I hate that this had me up at 6 AM stressing and HSBC is making me wait four days for the document I requested today.

Bought a Matcha "chiller" at eat to try to help with the tired and the dizzy.

HSBC can bite me, though.

Stupid dizziness

Well, I'm still dizzy, so I skipped the gym thing. It's not much and it doesn't seem to bother me when I'm sitting down, but I wouldn't like it to get worse while I'm on a machine, so I bagged on the gym and sat and ate my little lunch in the kitchen and finished reading "Saratoga Longshot," the very first Charlie Bradshaw mystery (by Stephen Dobyns). It's strange to think I read the first one of these in '87 and I'm only now getting around to this, the first in the series.

By the way, I had this same problem on Saturday. It's very irritating.

I can has my tiara now?

My promotion is now official. Yay! I can go back to using this icon all of the time now when I'm talking about work.

Taking the rest of the day off, as it were: and, Agile testing

Well. I'm going to not push myself today and have eliminated swimming in favor of going home and going to sleep early or something. I've even talked shadowdaddy out of his French class, which he didn't want to go to anyway, but when I said, "Yeah, but you've been doing homework for three days straight!" he completely caved. Yay for me, now I have company for dinner.

I'm spending Wednesday through Friday in Lyme Regis studying for my ISEB exam. This has caused me to spend a lot of time fooling around online today in search of free study materials, which led to a funny cartoon about Agile testing (which not very many people will find funny besides me and maybe five other people on my flist, but, oh well, everyone else makes World of Warcraft and Dr. Who jokes and I never get them). This "EvilTester" guy is pretty funny overall. I also found an article on testing in an Agile environment on another guy's website that starts from the premise that sometimes testers "brin[g] friction to an Agile environment." Hot, and so true! I'm interested to see if my current company will wind up implementing Agile this time around - and if we do, I want to be prepared.

Quiet night in, though I've discovered two other shows I want to see in August in the last 4 hours

I'm sitting around at home being quiet. I've decided against going out tomorrow even though there are bunches of things I'd like to see. I'm just too worn out, darn it. It's cooling down rapidly, though, so I should sleep well tonight.

shadowdaddy was nice and made me dinner tonight. It was good to catch up about his trip to Gay Paree. I think he missed me.

In other exciting news, today my theater blog had the most visits EVER. Shockingly, this is because of the writeup I did on the Mikhailovsky Ballet's Giselle, which has been linked to by some Japanese website. (I Babelfished it and saw it had a reference to "Jizeru," which is apparently the Japanese phonetic spelling of Giselle - so cute! Also "ブログ", pronounced burogu, is the Japanese world for blog.) I also discovered another theater blogger who seemed to be following me around last week. She also likes ballet a lot and I think I want to ask her to see some shows with me.

I'm tickled as hell about getting a promotion finally after ten months at this job. Betfair, eat my shorts! I am being taken out to lunch tomorrow at a lovely Italian restaurant nearby to celebrate. I still miss spikeylady and bathtubgin though - I kind of wish I had gone out tonight but the word on the streets is that I probably ought to be taking it easy while my center of balance tries to find its way back to my actual center.