Ow.

Mar. 26th, 2009 12:55 pm
clappamungus: (Hug?)
This morning I drove over to the other side of Melbourne to get a skin test for the Q fever vaccine.

They did not tell me that this also entailed a blood test. I'm not too fond of them.

Oh, and while I was there, they gave me the 'flu vaccine too. Because they had extra.

All in my left arm. It feels like a pincushion.

Oh well. At least they're all free!

Next week's gonna be a pain, though. I have to be in the city to get the actual Q fever vaccine - assuming that I don't have a lasting reaction to the antigen they scraped into my arm.

All because I may have to visit an abbatoir. Damn dead livestock.

Anyway, I've had a rough morning. To compensate, I'm getting a souva with chips. Mmmm.

Bleeeerch

Dec. 2nd, 2008 10:27 pm
clappamungus: (Douse)
I'm drinking instant coffee.

INSTANT. COFFEE.

I feel as though my insides have been desecrated.

And yet, if I do not drink this vile stuff, I will fall asleep through sheer boredom.

This paper I'm writing is almost as bad as writing/correcting my thesis. Funnily enough, it's on work I did for my PhD.

You never actually accomplish anything. The past keeps on coming back to bite you in the arse.

And then you remember that in the past, you had to drink instant coffee as well, and it's even more depressing that you appear to be regressing.

And then you realise you're referring to yourself in the third second person, and procrastinating, and you decide to get the fuck back on with things.

Bugger

Nov. 18th, 2008 11:00 pm
clappamungus: (Emogency)
There's a (presumably) cop helicopter circling outside. This is crap for a few reasons:

a) It means they're looking for someone dodgy. NEAR MY HOUSE. (and no, you smart-arses, it isn't me)

b) I can't put the dog out, because she'll get it into her head to bark like mad at the intruding helicopter, which MIGHT EVEN ATTRACT THE DODGY CHARACTER CLOSER TO THE HOUSE.

c) Because I can't put the dog out, I can't go to sleep yet. And let's face it - I know there's a dodgy character out there somewhere so I wouldn't be able to sleep anyway.

Gah.

Oh yeah - and I have hayfever something chronic. Double Gah.
clappamungus: (Classic *head-desk*)
Stupid goddamn fucking bastard iTunes (yeah, alright, fine, you were all right, it's a FUCKING SHIT PROGRAM OF DOOM)
clappamungus: (Emogency)
I cannot wait for this goddamned winter to be over.
clappamungus: (Jesus)
I got about 3 hours sleep last night, due to Hacking Cough of DoomTM.

Today's going to suck a cock of such huge proportions that John Holmes would be impressed.

EDIT
Fucking hell. I cannot stop coughing. My chest hurts. It feels as though the aforementioned Mr. Holmes has taken up residence in my throat (yes, all the entendres you can think of).

Blargh. Fuck this.

Goddamn it.

Apr. 8th, 2008 05:11 pm
clappamungus: (Kill Him!)
I (semi-)quit smoking, and I get sick. Remember that weird mystery illness?

Well, I remain (relatively-)smoke-free. And again, I get sick. Now I'm sore-throaty, with a blocked nose from the deepest, darkest depths of hell. Not to mention your typical onset of 'flu-like symptoms.

That's what I get for trying to be healthy.

Guess I'll be going home early. There's that silver lining again!
clappamungus: (Lab Rats)
I have this sinking feeling that time is slipping away very very quickly, and I am powerless to address it, much less halt its progression.

One thing I do know is that I wish I had the courage to tell people what they mean to me. Both those I love and those I'd love to hack to death with a rusty butter knife.
clappamungus: (Lab Rats)
BACK FROM OS STOP LOOKING FOR EMPLOYMENT STOP IT IS PAINFUL STOP VERY VERY VERY PAINFUL STOP PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE STOP
clappamungus: (Default)
As much as I love my trusty hunk-of-junk car, Rusty, and as much character as she has, I'll also be so glad to one day drive a car whose:

* shocks and suspension don't creak and groan with every turn of the wheel
* idea of acceleration is not: "Oh, I don't think so, sweetheart. I'm not meant for this velocity. I'm too old!"
* de-mister and heater actually work, rather than producing a horrible burning smell and somehow making the engine emit weird noises too (this was especially pertinent this morning. Driving blind is not fun. I keep a rag in the car to wipe the windows - actually, no. It's worse than that. I use a sanitary pad. No, not one that's been "pre-loved", you idiots)
* consumption of petrol is appropriate to its engine capacity (my 4-cylinder car should NOT be using the same amount as a 6-cylinder)
* speakers aren't totally crapped out and making horrible static-y noises.
* (a cd player would be nice too. Tape deck?? Wtf?)

Yes, I know that if I serviced her more regularly and fixed up those problems, Rusty would run fine.

(a) she's not worth it. She's a '91 Camry!
(b) I don't have the money (which ties in very closely to (a) )
(c) The above plan is my Future plan. It might have no bearing in reality. I will probably be stuck with Rusty for a while. God, two years off 30 and I've never bought a car. Some might call that being lucky, I suppose.

....yes, I'm at the office, writing my thesis. How did you know?????

Waaah!

Jun. 29th, 2007 04:06 pm
clappamungus: (Emogency)
Dear brain,

For god's sake, boy, SWITCH ON! I NEED YOU NOW!

Pleadingly,

Me.
clappamungus: (Dream Theater)
* The new Dream Theater album Systematic Chaos = almost 80 minutes of head-banging, awe-inspiring proggy metal ecstasy. Unfortunately, I am listening through crappy earphones with Thesis Editing of No, Really, GAAAAAH!!!!TM in front of me, so my "enjoyment" of both is being somewhat compromised ("Enjoyment" being the operative term for the thesis).

* The iTunes equalizer sucks dogs' balls. Seriously. The preamp settings are either too loud and distorted or just not freaking loud enough. And don't even get me started on the presets. Obviously designed by someone with no idea about how music is supposed to sound.

* [livejournal.com profile] rin_tin_tin_ - sorry I didn't reply to your SMS. No, not tonight. In fact, probably not until we come back from OS, to be frank with you!

That is all.

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