Despite those old familiar "brick on the pelvic floor" feelings, I'm remarkably chipper today. Hee hee, I said "chipper".

Yesterday there were pay reviews here at work, and since I've only been here 8 weeks, I didn't think I was getting one. But then the big boss man (The Pornographer) called me into his office, and gave me a �1k/year pay rise. WOOHOO!! I rule!

And, even more excitingly... I'm going to Portugal for a week in June!!!. Unfortunately, it's not the Sylvia Saint shoot - that's in May apparently. So much for me being able to read calendars *shrug*

BUT... I'm going to Portugal in June! To spend a week in a villa with a pool and LOTS AND LOTS OF PORN STARS!!!!! Are you jealous? Are you? Yeah, of course you are.

I haven't had a sunny holiday since I went to Slovenia in 2000 with my ex. I need to start slimming so I can fit into a swimsuit...

Ahem. Of course, I will be working - it's not a holiday. I'll be running around with the DV camera all week, getting Behind-the-Scenes footage. But still... I'm going to Portugal!!! In June! With porn stars! And I'm getting paid to do it!

I decided to treat myself to Gold DLand membership yesterday, so I've had a banner up and can now have stats (cool!). According to my stats, people have found my diary by searching for "feet job" and "my wonderbra picture". Tee hee!

Quickie for tree: yeah, I get tired. I don't know if it's endo I have, yet - not until the gynae's seen me on the 22nd April at least. But yeah, tired. It's more a sort of physical exhaustion - e.g. this morning, tying my shoes left me wanting to crawl back into bed and sleep for another hour. There's no way I could walk to & from the tube station when I'm on my period.

Fortunately my job basically involves sitting down all day, so it's not too bad at work. Plus I drink tons of sugary coffee all day. But when I come home in the evenings during my period I can't do anything except slump on the sofa. And I sleep a lot more than usual (usually I'm in bed 11.30-7, last night it was 9.45-7.30).

I guess I cope using sleep, taking my iron supplements and drinking stacks of coffee. The tiredness isn't the worst thing, though - the worst thing is the feeling that my body is bloated to the point of bursting! Eurgh.

But enough of my icky girlie problems. I'm going to Portugal!! :-)