Fuck Damnit.
I'm not entirely happy with my situation in the world today. It may change tomorrow but I'm really doubting that as well. Its not one big thing, Its a sum of the parts, and by themselves the parts are things that are pretty minor. One would normally be expected to hear the words "up", "the" "harden" and "fuck" used in a statement directed at me in some way shape or form, but if you're thinking of doing that I'd really advise against it. So let me tell you what's bugging me.
Firstly, I'm bordering on hating my job. Not so much the people, and not the career path. The lack of work on a day to day basis is terrible. I spend 8 hours at work, doing useful things for maybe 2 hours and get a piddling half hour lunch break in the middle. I'm the junior in the team, and paid accordingly, however since another person's departure I have done the lion's share of the out of hours work, do all the menial tasks during the day, and have basically been pushed into the out of hours on call roster. For all the extra work do I get a shred of compensation? I'd love to stay at the company and learn but it's really becoming not worth it me.
I had an X-Ray the other day, being a radiological technician sounds like fun.
My hockey team has lost every game this season. I've been unable to play 2. of them (more on that story later) and unless something dramatic happens we'll be relegated. I'm feeling the pressure, I don't deny it. I'm the team captain but as a goalkeeper I can't win a game but I can stop a loss. I'm starting to feel I have to do that on my own for us to have a chance. We have a young squad and a lot of players new to the club, hell this is only my third season for Pirates, but no-one seems to play with the passion and strength that we need.
I'm housesitting currently for the esteemed good sir, Ampersand, and going solo. I don't know how he does the living alone thing. I may be a bit of an introvert but I'm going batshit crazy on my own. I'm really grateful for the opportunity to get away from my folks, but I need the background noise. ONce he's back from the Seth Efrica jaunt I'm gonna need to hunt down a house + housemate. Or count me a kipper for the next 6 months.
A bright spot is a planned 4 night trip to Singapore. A friend asked me to join her on the start of her world trip, so I figured what the hell.
On the Foundation Day public holiday I was sitting around playing a bit of Xbox, a bit of Wii when I get these decent chest pains. So I went round a mates house and played some more guitar hero. Funnily enough the pains didn't go away. neither did the shortness of breath. This lack of breath continues the next week so I count myself out of a game of hockey midweek. Working was a bit uncomfortable but it seemed a pretty weak excuse to not rock up. The following Sunday I suit up for a game and come off after half time. Monday I felt like rubbish and missed work, Tuesday i hit the doctors. Friday I get blood tests and x-rays done. The next Sunday I miss another game of hockey.
This brings us today where I get my test results back. The X-Rays were clean which Is a good thing really, but its kind of what I expected. The blood test however, seems to suggest I have Diabetes.
I'm not entirely happy with my situation in the world today. It may change tomorrow but I'm really doubting that as well. Its not one big thing, Its a sum of the parts, and by themselves the parts are things that are pretty minor. One would normally be expected to hear the words "up", "the" "harden" and "fuck" used in a statement directed at me in some way shape or form, but if you're thinking of doing that I'd really advise against it. So let me tell you what's bugging me.
Firstly, I'm bordering on hating my job. Not so much the people, and not the career path. The lack of work on a day to day basis is terrible. I spend 8 hours at work, doing useful things for maybe 2 hours and get a piddling half hour lunch break in the middle. I'm the junior in the team, and paid accordingly, however since another person's departure I have done the lion's share of the out of hours work, do all the menial tasks during the day, and have basically been pushed into the out of hours on call roster. For all the extra work do I get a shred of compensation? I'd love to stay at the company and learn but it's really becoming not worth it me.
I had an X-Ray the other day, being a radiological technician sounds like fun.
My hockey team has lost every game this season. I've been unable to play 2. of them (more on that story later) and unless something dramatic happens we'll be relegated. I'm feeling the pressure, I don't deny it. I'm the team captain but as a goalkeeper I can't win a game but I can stop a loss. I'm starting to feel I have to do that on my own for us to have a chance. We have a young squad and a lot of players new to the club, hell this is only my third season for Pirates, but no-one seems to play with the passion and strength that we need.
I'm housesitting currently for the esteemed good sir, Ampersand, and going solo. I don't know how he does the living alone thing. I may be a bit of an introvert but I'm going batshit crazy on my own. I'm really grateful for the opportunity to get away from my folks, but I need the background noise. ONce he's back from the Seth Efrica jaunt I'm gonna need to hunt down a house + housemate. Or count me a kipper for the next 6 months.
A bright spot is a planned 4 night trip to Singapore. A friend asked me to join her on the start of her world trip, so I figured what the hell.
On the Foundation Day public holiday I was sitting around playing a bit of Xbox, a bit of Wii when I get these decent chest pains. So I went round a mates house and played some more guitar hero. Funnily enough the pains didn't go away. neither did the shortness of breath. This lack of breath continues the next week so I count myself out of a game of hockey midweek. Working was a bit uncomfortable but it seemed a pretty weak excuse to not rock up. The following Sunday I suit up for a game and come off after half time. Monday I felt like rubbish and missed work, Tuesday i hit the doctors. Friday I get blood tests and x-rays done. The next Sunday I miss another game of hockey.
This brings us today where I get my test results back. The X-Rays were clean which Is a good thing really, but its kind of what I expected. The blood test however, seems to suggest I have Diabetes.
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Does your hockey team need cheerleaders maybe? I'm not usually the type to dance around like a ditzy blonde in a tiny skirt (or am I? Sounds like a fuckload of fun, now I type it), but I'm sure some of the SG girls (and guys, let's not discount our Perth guys in a teensy outfit) would be more than happy to dance around and shout encouraging things. Yes...? No...?
Diabetes is bloody suck, but I'm sure you're already more than aware of that. Take care of yourself you! Chin up, it will all work out. Sounds like you need this holiday.
no more binge drinking then?
Noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo