January 30, 2004
Rambles.

Why is it, that I never seem to be able to update LJ with any entertaining or informative content unless it's with great big long rambling entries, somewhat like this sentence?

I give in. Anyway. Despite the snotty head, I'm feeling rather good. It could be the awesome drugs that I'm on, or it might just be that fifth cup of coffee I've just shlurped down. *shrug*

Health Update: Doctors are cool, but sadistic nurses can go straight to hell. I have a photo of the killer bruise that's on my arm. I'll try and organise myself to posting it in the next few days. She couldn't find a vein, so I think her strategy was just to keep randomly stabbing me until I bled enough juice to fill the container.

In any case, after all those nasty tests they think they've finally cracked it. They think they know what's wrong with me. I remain unconvinced, however, I'm willing to undergo their treatments to see if it works. I'm not going into gory details about the symptoms or the causes or the treatments, just to say that they're boring. And personal. And rather gory. Eewwwww.
In 5 days, however, I should be all fit and healthy again. Or at least doing a damn good impersonation. We shall see.

As I said before, the drugs are awesome. Side effects include hyperactivity, insomnia, nausea, hallucinations and twitching.

*evil grin* Oh, goody!

So, it's Friday. Thank fuck. My horoscope for today states:
"You shall go on a long journey, northwards along the M1. You shall not get stuck in major traffic jams and you will not get squashed into a Nissan Micra shaped pancake by huge massive lorries that barrel along like madmen."

Peachy. That means I'm going up to Wales again, huh? Yup. Sure does.

This whole long-distance relationship is really dragging now. I'm still totally, mindlessly, blindly in love with Beloved, but I'm beginning to have second thoughts about the distance. I've begged him to run away with me, but we can never quite decide where we want to run away too. Bugger.

I guess I’d better get this finished and pack up and get out of here.
I really should blog more often. It’s such a grand waste of work-hours!

Posted by Jacqui at January 30, 2004 05:30 PM | TrackBack
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