Its 7:21 go back to bed!

I'm up, I'm awake and its only 7.30. Actually I was up by 5.30, but only because I was woken up by a very stressed man in a suit - Surreal you might say, but actually quite normal if you are about to join a dozen other young graduates like yourself at an assessment day. At 11 last night the boy was trying, yes trying to tie a tie for about 15 minutes until I stepped in, not that my father ever wore a tie except for occasions such as weddings, Christmas and well that's about it. I don't even have a brother in the world of Finance or Business, still I know for some reason how to tie a tie... And after half an hour of practice so did he. I have to admit there's something about a man in a suit, I haven't quite figured it out yet, yet a man always looks better in a suit or at least a fitting suit. I accidentally stumbled over an article about male behaviour in modern society last night, which in short stated that men are still cavemen deep down and that business is the hunt of today - it made me laugh a lot! However, maybe that's why women are so attracted to men in suits, uniforms etc. We are attracted to the potential of the caveman inside, the hunter, the businessman...hahahaha Once many years ago during my undergraduate years a friend of mine read (if that's the accurate way of putting it) my future, although vaguely, in Tarot cards. He said a lot of bullshit, which has never come true, but he also said that the man I would marry (yeah we're already on shaky ground right there) would be involved with money as a living, ie. Economics, Finance, Management, Banking, general business behaviour. Although, at the time I thought this meant the one love I had let slip away (don't worry I have stopped being a romantic ages ago), who actually studied all of the above, I have come to realise that for some strange reason I am more likely to be attracted to a stuck-up real estate broker than I am to a jazz musician. As an art historian, Feminist and so-called (by myself of course) Socialist I find this rather puzzling, however, if the perspective can be taken from this low-life commercial article I read maybe the instinct for someone to be able to take care of me and potential, with stress on potential, offspring in ways of today, ie. money, is rather high in my case. Or I just have a suit fetish that is more than likely the case!

Now it's 7.40 and it is way too early for meaningful writing, especially when you went to sleep at 1 to be woken up by an alarm at 5 and finally dragging yourself out into the world around 6. But now I can't sleep. The sun has blessed us with its present today and I am going to be awake for all of it! I might collapse this evening, but hey that's just life. I mean when you live in a part of the world where rain is more common than anything else you really have to take advantage. I am even tempted to bring out the bikini, although, it must be full of dust by now. It's my luck as well I leave Scandinavia after two summers of crappy weather and hope, alas in vain, that the sun will warm me up after a cold winter (in so many ways you can't even imagine), but no! Not in Scotland Scandinavia however is experiencing a heatwave - yes the cold North is getting up around 30 degrees Celsius and everyone is off swimming in the sea and sunbathing and being overall happy and warm. And here I sit in Scotland, which is in fact further South (at least St Andy is) than where I came from and I am wearing sweatpants, a bottom-covering top and a sweater and I am cold. Where is the justice? It's gone to Scandinavia for some sun I presume.

Anyway now it's 7.50 and I might actually start getting ready for the day, which will be spent in my office most likely, so not a lot of sun for me...