Spent most of the morning racking my brains trying to remember who I went to church with recently on a Sunday afternoon... I think it has now come to me that it was my friend Parvel... but the annoyance at myself for not remembering. This was after a gift they gave me from the church I found today whilst packing things up ready for the move. I don't think I am going nuts. But do think that lots of shit going on isnt helping me. At work a huge storm has been created after I was asked to move to a role in a different department - my senior manager went nuts at this and basically "threatened" me about moving into this team. He has been promising me for ages that he will give me a new role but has yet to come up with the goods. Being a pacifist and trying to avoid confrontation I pulled out of the new job offer. It was heading to the brink of damaging relations between two teams that have to work together - and I was the catalyst. Moving out of where I am living in a few weeks time will help. I have never liked this place so moving out will certainly benefit me. Although not sure yet where I will go - all I know is I dont like where I am and want to get away. Think the same could almost be said about the job... but we need those things to kinda survive... and hide in? Dating scene is none existent.. like really... been on a couple of dates but they were not really dates more just a beer with guys. I gravitated towards Angel today to write this... this place has a significance - history that is good and bad; very fond memories of some great stuff that has happened to me here.