Woke up this morning to the news that my Dad's in hospital... Brain scans or something and some problems with pain on the left side of his face and loss of movement and vision in his left eye. Rather in the dark about the whole thing. Not enjoyable.

S**t, hope all is ok!

Cheers lads.

The scans and everything came back alright, thank christ. Bell's Palsy is what I was thinking as well, but it turns out he has some major nerve on the right side of his brain that's either currently operating not at full capacity or is being impinged upon by a burst blood vessel. It's nothing too serious at the moment because it's causing more of a discomfort than pain, so they said to leave it a week and then if it's still at him he'll have to go back to a different hospital for scans in some other machine. It's astonishing that in the system here the main, central hospital doesn't have all the necessary equipment, not to mention the fact that every corridor is lined by people on trolleys and that nurses and doctors actually have to steal equipment and stuff off each other to do their rounds because the hospital can't afford to provide enough equipment to the staff that need it. Our former health minister should be hung, drawn and fucking quartered. Useless bitch..

the main, central hospital doesn't have all the necessary equipment, not to mention the fact that every corridor is lined by people on trolleys and that nurses and doctors actually have to steal equipment and stuff off each other to do their rounds because the hospital can't afford to provide enough equipment to the staff that need it. Our former health minister should be hung, drawn and fucking quartered. Useless bitch..

it seems ironic to me that in america, the hospitals seems to have everything they need and then some, but nobody has any fucking health insurance.
must be nice to be rich, ay?

in other news, i'm finally getting more hours at work. just in time to realize i don't want them because my job is starting to turn me violent. i'm off early today so i was going to go print out resumes and apply for new jobs (and maybe hit the record stores as incentive...), but i woke up at 3am after getting four hours of sleep and i don't know if i can pull all that off. maybe i sound like a whiny teenager, but even my co-workers have been telling they wonder why i put up with what i do. i can't possibly believe this is how it is for every working person. especially ones who WANT to work.

aaaannd there's no cream for my coffee and none of the stores are open. ultimate 1st world rage.

[swervedriver]

I think I came into contact with something in the labs today which I wasn't meant to. Been uncomfortable since the end of the afternoon, feeling kinda sick and having chest pains. Fun.

I think I came into contact with something in the labs today which I wasn't meant to. Been uncomfortable since the end of the afternoon, feeling kinda sick and having chest pains. Fun.

If it was radioactive or infused with gamma rays, let me know when I can put in an application to be your sidekick. I look awesome in spandex.

Seriously though, that is scary shit. Take care of yourself.

I think I came into contact with something in the labs today which I wasn't meant to. Been uncomfortable since the end of the afternoon, feeling kinda sick and having chest pains. Fun.

I've been feeling that way since 1987 when I first came into contact with some stuff from a lab that I certainly shouldn't have.

But, seriously, as Paul says, take care of yourself. Presumably your lab has procedures to follow in case shit like this happens. Make sure you follow them. Hope all is well.

[swervedriver]

lol Paul, no. Just your average chemicals I presume. I've been put in charge to replace all heating/magnetic stirring equipment, which means I end up cleaning the shit off of the old ones (otherwise the mail guy won't take them in). There aren't really procedures for this kind of thing in place. That, and it's impossible to know what may or may not be left on the equipment (people rarely clean these things). I guess I just inhaled some residual stuff or something. It's fine now.

And the third arm is kinda convenient as well.

the main, central hospital doesn't have all the necessary equipment, not to mention the fact that every corridor is lined by people on trolleys and that nurses and doctors actually have to steal equipment and stuff off each other to do their rounds because the hospital can't afford to provide enough equipment to the staff that need it. Our former health minister should be hung, drawn and fucking quartered. Useless bitch..

it seems ironic to me that in america, the hospitals seems to have everything they need and then some, but nobody has any fucking health insurance.
must be nice to be rich, ay?

in other news, i'm finally getting more hours at work. just in time to realize i don't want them because my job is starting to turn me violent. i'm off early today so i was going to go print out resumes and apply for new jobs (and maybe hit the record stores as incentive...), but i woke up at 3am after getting four hours of sleep and i don't know if i can pull all that off. maybe i sound like a whiny teenager, but even my co-workers have been telling they wonder why i put up with what i do. i can't possibly believe this is how it is for every working person. especially ones who WANT to work.


aaaannd there's no cream for my coffee and none of the stores are open. ultimate 1st world rage.

I've posted this link on the forums before, but I just love this webzine. Check it: http://www.anxietyculture.com/index.htm

[Octillus]

I can think of a couple people on here who would certainly love that one.

Unawesome, unawesome, unawesome... HOW ABOUT FUCKING TRANSPHOBIC TWATS FROM FOX NEWS?! I MEAN... FUCKSAKE!

Have to spend 3 hours going to and from Melbourne this morning - just to be examined by a medical puppet of my former employer. He'll give me a cursory look-over and then report back to his overlords that my buggered knees have nothing to do with working on the railway for 23 years...
Oh well, the day in Court is fast approaching.

Unawesome, unawesome, unawesome... HOW ABOUT FUCKING TRANSPHOBIC TWATS FROM FOX NEWS?! I MEAN... FUCKSAKE!

jesus. i could hardly read past "transexual" in the first sentence. quit at "tomboyish girls and less than masculine boys".
i've only just recently gotten a handle on my ideas about gender and how it applies (or more accurately, doesn't apply at all) after growing up being surrounded by people who are secretly haters. when i was 11, my sunday school teacher took me to a seminar about a women who used to be gay but was "healed by god". why? because my sunday school teacher thought i was going to grow up to be a lesbian. maybe she'd be happy to know that even though i grew up to be a genderqueer non-monogamous thing who decides day by day if it wants to be male, female or something in between (i.e: her second to worst nightmare), at least i like entities with penises so there's still hope for me to churn out a hundred thousand babies to further populate the army of god because that's the only thing females are good for, apart from cooking, cleaning and pleasuring.
what bothers me most about this kind of trash is that i understand so clearly the bad guy's side. i disagree 100% with it, but i've been around it for so long that i know their thought process (or lack thereof).

i'm not bitter about religion, i'm bitter about the idiots who took it to this awful place. they've done a great deal of harm to me in my life and i still haven't scraped all their garbage out of my brain. i can't even imagine what queerer people than i have gone through in MORE hateful surroundings.

/f7u12

I've posted this link on the forums before, but I just love this webzine. Check it: http://www.anxietyculture.com/index.htm

i'm gonna read the FUCK out of this while my friend is at work tonight. thanks.

[Octillus]

Unawesome, unawesome, unawesome... HOW ABOUT FUCKING TRANSPHOBIC TWATS FROM FOX NEWS?! I MEAN... FUCKSAKE!

jesus. i could hardly read past "transexual" in the first sentence. quit at "tomboyish girls and less than masculine boys".
i've only just recently gotten a handle on my ideas about gender and how it applies (or more accurately, doesn't apply at all) after growing up being surrounded by people who are secretly haters. when i was 11, my sunday school teacher took me to a seminar about a women who used to be gay but was "healed by god". why? because my sunday school teacher thought i was going to grow up to be a lesbian. maybe she'd be happy to know that even though i grew up to be a genderqueer non-monogamous thing who decides day by day if it wants to be male, female or something in between (i.e: her second to worst nightmare), at least i like entities with penises so there's still hope for me to churn out a hundred thousand babies to further populate the army of god because that's the only thing females are good for, apart from cooking, cleaning and pleasuring.
what bothers me most about this kind of trash is that i understand so clearly the bad guy's side. i disagree 100% with it, but i've been around it for so long that i know their thought process (or lack thereof).

i'm not bitter about religion, i'm bitter about the idiots who took it to this awful place. they've done a great deal of harm to me in my life and i still haven't scraped all their garbage out of my brain. i can't even imagine what queerer people than i have gone through in MORE hateful surroundings.

/f7u12

There are few posts I've wanted to add "fuckin a'" to more than this.

But seriously, Fuckin A. With you 100% of the way.

The only thing I want to add is that children already have enough anxiety in the world. This is ESPECIALLY considering all of the fear mongering that mass media (like Fox News, CNN or MSNBC) passes onto their parents, who as adults, pass it down to their children who are ill-equipped to handle hysterics even less than the fully grown. Ultimately, we should encourage children to be themselves and to live a happy life however they can without inflicting harm onto others.

All I know is that I would make one fugly woman. Or anything, for that matter.