Something I'd love to see on TV during Mardi Gras weekend:
"We were going to invite Fred Nile to give us his thoughts this evening, but then we realised it's the 21st century and nobody gives a fuck what he thinks any more."
Oh well. Maybe one day...
Wed, Nov. 24th, 2010, 06:44 pm
Sitting in the near-dark, listening to Led Zeppelin's The Rain Song over and over again while it rains, reading Tales Of The Beanworld, with nobody to stop me doing any of these things, because finally I live by myself.
This is my life, and I'm content enough with it.
Sat, Nov. 20th, 2010, 09:40 pm
Hey, LJers. Remember this lil' guy?
He turned ten on Thursday.
"...holding the women who will sleep with you in contempt is an expression of self-hatred and knock it the fuck off."
Hmm...I should ponder this...
is it just me, or is having a bunch of AFL footballers speaking out against drunken thuggery kinda like getting Cheech and Chong to give anti-drug lectures?
Tue, Aug. 4th, 2009, 01:03 pm
Seriously body, what the FUCK?!?!
Sun, Aug. 2nd, 2009, 01:24 pm
Sick Sick Sick
I have had some kind of flu-like thing for nearly a week now.
THIS IS UNACCEPTABLE!!!
What the hell, Cal Wilson?!?! Calling your baby 'Digby'? Why not just name the poor little bugger 'Kickme' instead? It even kind of sounds the same, and will have exactly the same effect once he gets to school!
'Digby'. Jesus H. Tap-dancing Christ on a pogo stick.
Sun, Mar. 1st, 2009, 10:27 am
Shortly before I woke up this morning, I had a dream that 13th came to visit me. Just out of the blue, she got out of a car that was parked up the street, and ran down and tackle-hugged me (luckily, I was unencumbered by this fractured rib). She was dressed all in black, and had blonde, curly hair.
I fractured a rib while mountain biking last Sunday.
I came off when I turned too sharply into a tricky corner, and fell hard on my chest. I didn't realise/want to believe it was fractured at first, so I kept riding for the rest of the day (hey, I'd paid my money, and it was only the first run!). Then, thinking I could tough it out, I went to work for the next two nights. My job involves lots of lifting, and wrestling with recalcitrant shipping container doors. So yeah, probably not the best idea.
Wednesday morning, the pain was so bad I finally had to bite the bullet and go get X-rays. Which show that I have a fractured rib. So, no work for the rest of the week. Which is just what I needed, seeing as I was finally getting caught up on my debts and actually getting the kids' swimming lessons paid for. Can't have that now, can we?
Also, no riding for probably six weeks or so (apart from getting to/from work). Which will at least give me time to save up to get the front wheel on my off-road bike rebuilt - it got a little trashed when I came off.
The operations manager at my new job seemed impressed as hell that I'd worked for two nights with a fractured rib, so I guess that will count for a bit of job security while I recover. It seems that a few people have been dropping the ball at work lately, so if I can keep showing up and do whatever I'm able to, that will also make a good impression, I'm sure. I know work isn't everything, but I've been employed and I've been unemployed, and I much prefer the former.