Gearing up to be irritated

I had to switch GP surgeries when I moved, which I wasn't happy about, because I loved my GP. Anyway, I need a fill up on various medications, which are a repeat, but I need to have my blood pressure checked. Also, one of my medications need to switch from syrup to tablet form.

I called in to request an appointment, and the woman at the front desk was so bloody obstructive. No, you don't need an appointment, you just have to come in and request it with a form. When I said I would need to have my blood pressure checked etc, she said I could do that with the machine in reception. I've tried that machine it doesn't work. Well you don't need a doctor to get your blood pressure done, come see a nurse. FiNE, I say, I don't care, just make an appointment. And prepare for my wrath on Monday when I try to get a repeat prescription over the counter and you try to give me that damned syrup again, which could have been avoided if you had just let me make a damn appointment.

This is going to go wrong, I'm expecting it to go wrong, and now I'm irritated in anticipation. But she would just not listen to me.

Dear Spambot

Your mechanical bull riding is not welcome here.

Although, I do wish I knew if it was a mechanical bull you were riding, or if you feel that your bull riding is mechanical.

Oh well, a question for the ether.

thanks anyway,

Liz

Songs on the first mixed CD I ever made for myself*

Circa 2001, so I would have been about 19 and in second year of university. I was crazy in love with my friend R, who had taken an LOA half way through the year and moved to the UK. And the Best Friend and I were in a constant state of warfare with another friend, except I don't think we realised that until much later. And I was clearly deeply consumed by navel gazing. Some would say full of emo claptrap. Or, you know, 19. I still listen to some of this, but genuinely some of these songs I had forgotten about, but as soon as I heard 'Outside', and 'Fine Again', I felt that intensity again. And then cringed and laughed, because come on! 'I'm on the outside, I'm looking in, I can see through you, see your true colours'. That's about as subtle as a cricket bat to the head.

I was reading somewhere that we cling to relationships and moments, even ones that have turned sour since, long after they've passed because we crave the dopamine hit we got the first time we experienced it. Maybe that's all our late teen, early 20s drama is. Addiction to strong hits of dopamine. Ah, those were the days...

Arms wide open - Creed
Higher - Creed
Stuck in a moment I can't get out of - U2
Hanging by a moment - Lifehouse
Kryptonite - Three Doors Down
Anthem for the year 2000 - Silverchair
Smells like teen spirit - Nirvana
Closing time - Semisonic
Semi-charmed life - Third Eye Blind
Good Riddance - Green Day
Wonderwall - Oasis
All star - Smashmouth
How you remind me - Nickleback
Outside - Staind
Slide - Goo Goo Dolls
Fine again - Seether
Everybody hurts - REM
Flavour of the week - American Hi-Fi
All the small things - Blink 182
The Hamster Dance Song - Because Dominic White was being Dominic White.

* I'm not including the heinous mixed tapes I made for myself in high school by recording Bryan Adams songs directly off KFM.

I've got your number...

...except that I don't.

I've had to replace my phone and lost all my numbers in the process. Some of you have sent your numbers, so thanks, but some are still missing. Like my sister. Ahem.


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I'm a little busy at present

Me (sitting down at my desk with a cup of coffee): Right, now I can review the book I’ve been trying to review all week!

English course that needs to be reviewed tomorrow pipes up: No, no, me first, me first.

Me: Buzz off, I need to finish this and then I’ll get to you…

Science course that needs to be reviewed by tomorrow pipes up: No, no, not him. Me! You need to pay attention to me! I’m more important!

Me: But you’ll only take 15 minutes which I don’t have right now but will have tomorrow. Now, shut up, I’m concentrating.

Schedule: Are you sure you don’t want to review me first? I mean, you’re going to lose track if you don’t update me.

Me: Stop with the distractions and let me finish this before I do lose track.

Emails: I’m an email! Yay! Pay attention to me! Wooohooo! I’m an email!

Phone: I never ring, but today I’m going to ring. Ringringringringringring.

Boss: I’m on holiday today but before I went I offloaded a bunch of ideas on your desk, which I’m sure you’ll be super excited about. They’re due next week. Yay! I’m on holiday!

Developers: We’re sitting on our hands doing fuck all so you don’t have to!

Meetings: We’re determined to keep you away from your desk for as long as possible. You can just think about all the stuff you have to do instead of actually doing it.

Dishes: It’s ok, ignore us, we’re just piling up collecting mould.

Washing: We’re happy here on the floor. At least we’re clean. Well, we think we’re clean.

Hamster (distorted by sawdust): Mmmmffffffff! Mmmmmfffff!

Bank account (emptily): I have nothing.

MA: Thought you’d lost me?! Well I’m still here! And you have 6500 words to make up, you here. Better get cracking.

Me: Sob.

Other boss: All right?

Me: Oh yes. Just peachy. Might need another coffee though.