froodle: (bitch)
Ugh and now i have a cold, 100% due to being forced to spend ninety excruciating minutes in an unheated tent in the middle of a waterlogged field during the pouring rain last friday, while a knobhead in a giant polyester shirt made us all watch a ridiculous video presentation in which he a) claimed falsely that we'd gone four years without any lost time injuries, b) followed that up with "four years - thats thirty months!" (no really, sigh) and c) managed to spell the THREE LETTER NAME of our parent company wrong.
froodle: (bitch)
didnt realise how much of last week id spent hunched over clutching my stomach til i got better, went back to work, and found my back killing me from sitting normally in an office chair.

still, apparently i missed some epic nonsense from the departmental pain in the ass, so i think i still came out on top.
froodle: (bitch)
three days in and i still feel awful. so im gonna watch hocus pocus. because i deserve it and having a frail human body is STUPID.
froodle: (derpklaus)
I'm back.

Thank you to everyone who left comments of support on my last post. Without going into too much detail, it was unpleasant, and I had to step away from a lot of other things for a while, but I got through it and am currently feeling much better.

I really appreciate all the kind words and thoughts sent my way.
froodle: (derpklaus)
true love is when you drop ypur carton of earbuds on the floor n your partner spends twenty minutes picking up the onds that didnt touch the ground so ypu have something to poke your gross oozy ears with
froodle: (derpklaus)
so im reasonably sure the infection is on its way out - I can hear normally out of one ear and almost normally out of the other, theres no pain in my ears when im just bumming around at home and I managed to go buy groceries and not actually start crying from the pain.

BUT I have had a headache for the last two days, which apparently is normal when youve been taking strong pain killers for an extended period so im probably not having a stroke or anything but still OMG FUCK OFF can I just have a pain free weekend before I give back to work?!
froodle: (pony)
its not that I need a pair of trainers with unicorns with googly eyes on them. its that im.sick, and my bday is coming up, and pooey work isnt letting us dress up for halloween (because our directors have made a shitty business move that pissed all our customers off and now all the staff are getting slaughtered for it and theyre worried that having us dress up will be bad publicity,but NO YOUR TERRIBLE ACTIONS BROUGHT THE BAD PUBLICITY FUCK YOU) and,honestly, I want unicorns so im getting them.
froodle: (pony)
back to the dr today to confirm that yes, my other ear is now also infected. new stronger antibiotics and actual prescription strength codeine, wonderful. trying to read the new nightvale book with Limited success as I cant tell what weirdness is the story and what weirdness is the drugs and what weirdness is the pain and lack of sleep. fuck all aspects of the human experiance, basically.
froodle: (pony)
why yes, period, smack bang in the midst of an ear infection the likes of which I havent had for years is the perfect time for you to show up in all your bloodstained glory.

oh my GOD I am in so much pain, I am literally ready to watch the world burn if it gets me out of this nonsense. im not totally sure.but I think the other ear may be infected now too. AFJGVHRIDOCNEGNGWMCNGIBJSM IDDKDGNDKDWKVNGTJ fuck you real body. I would trade you for a robot shell in a heartbeat.
froodle: (pony)
I am still in agony, this is highly unacceptable. Like at this point my whole jaw aches because I'm clenching my teeth against the pain and just... just fuck off!!

On the other hand, I have finished all my prompts for [livejournal.com profile] 31_days and got them scheduled to go up on the relevant days, EXCEPT for Day 19 because I cannot for the life of me think what I can write for the prompt "hectic colour". I don't think it helps that I've never heard the term before and Google just tells me it's the flush you get when you're dying of consumption.

So like, probably I'm not going to write a story about that.
froodle: (pony)
STOP HURTING ME EAR I FUCKING HATE YOU
froodle: (pony)
Ear infection! *sadcries* I was gonna make peanut butter cookies and try on my Halloween costumes and watch the 'Burbs tonight but instead... instead there is only sadness.
froodle: (Default)
Is it possible to die from eating too much popcorn? Because either somebody stabbed me in my guts when I wasn't looking, or devouring an entire saucepan of popcorn was a mistake.


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Oh, fuck you, biology. I haven't had a day off work (not counting weekends and bank holidays, obvs, I'm not insane) since Febuary, and I'm about to kickstart nine beautiful days of beautiful perfect freedom, and my fucking uterus decides, oh hey, time to spring-clean this shabby lining and all these unfertilized eggs we got lying around.

Fuck yoooooooooouuuu, nature! I didn't want your stupid fucking eggs anyway, thanks for letting me hemorage while also cramping like a motherfucker just for the chance that one day I could also catch womb parasites.

Argh! Fucking shark week!


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I'm about to attempt eating my first bit of solid food since Saturday morning's porridge ended up spewed in half-digested chunks all over the bathroom floor. Smoothies and green tea, thanks for keeping me alive, but now it's time to man up and eat the fuck out of this slice of toast!


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froodle: (pony)
This is bullshit. I spent all day yesterday in a super-good mood, all full of plans and happy feels and looking-forward-to-the-weekendiness, and I wake up this morning and start puking my guts out. Fuck you, universe! How is this decent repayment for how mega-nice and friendly I was feeling towards you yesterday? You suck, and so does everything in you, and once I cam stand up straight again I am going to find a way to explode you for ruining my Saturday.

Urgh. Also, I really want fruit smoothie, but I don't know if I can hold the pukeyness in long enough to get to Tesco, and also if I'm not done vomitting, acid fruit juices ar going to really burn on the way back up.
froodle: (Default)
Blargh! i have been off work the last two days with an ear infection and it is utterly horrible. Not being off work, obviously, although given the choice I would prefer to save my sick days for times I don't feel so awful, but the ear infection part of it. I get them a lot, so I pretty much know what to expect, but that doesn't make it less shitty.

So, I'm sat here trying to eat this bowl of cereal, because I'm starving but also kind of nauseous from the pain in my head, and I'm watching Power Rangers (because I've finished the third season of the Tribe and damn it, I'm ill, I deserve more Dwayne Cameron!) and you know, off your face with pain and exhaustion and sleeping pills that don't fucking work for moer than an hour at a time, it becomes strangely compelling. Dwayne Cameron will now be known as Pretty Soldier Sailor Bray for the rest of his days, due to his excessively sparkly transformation sequence. No kidding, it's approximately 98% more sparkly than any of the other Rangers. He even does the Sailor Mercury staff-twirly-around thing.

There was something else I came on here to say, but I can't remember what it was. Pretty Soldier Sailor Bray and Falcor should totally team up though. FALCOOORRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!

Oh my God, I am so out of it.
froodle: (Default)
Blargh! i have been off work the last two days with an ear infection and it is utterly horrible. Not being off work, obviously, although given the choice I would prefer to save my sick days for times I don't feel so awful, but the ear infection part of it. I get them a lot, so I pretty much know what to expect, but that doesn't make it less shitty.

So, I'm sat here trying to eat this bowl of cereal, because I'm starving but also kind of nauseous from the pain in my head, and I'm watching Power Rangers (because I've finished the third season of the Tribe and damn it, I'm ill, I deserve more Dwayne Cameron!) and you know, off your face with pain and exhaustion and sleeping pills that don't fucking work for moer than an hour at a time, it becomes strangely compelling. Dwayne Cameron will now be known as Pretty Soldier Sailor Bray for the rest of his days, due to his excessively sparkly transformation sequence. No kidding, it's approximately 98% more sparkly than any of the other Rangers. He even does the Sailor Mercury staff-twirly-around thing.

There was something else I came on here to say, but I can't remember what it was. Pretty Soldier Sailor Bray and Falcor should totally team up though. FALCOOORRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!

Oh my God, I am so out of it.
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God, there are some right divs at the House of Gas. The fire alarm went off today and, I kid you not, our fire warden stood there in the middle of the corridor, blocking the way, bleating about whether or not we knew where the assembly point for our call centre was in the event of a fire. I was like, "Hmm, is it perchance outside of the burning building?" How do these people make it to adulthood? Fuckwad.

Anyway, some important points to note:

  • The Wolverine movie is beautiful. It's a bit soap-opera-ish with the evil long lost brother thing and of course it has Gambit in (boo!) but really, this is about Hugh Jackman wearing leather and lots of hairspray, and a flimsy excuse for a plot strung together wuth awesomely choreographed fight scenes.

  • Hairspray has a bit wrecked the earlier X-Men movies for me. Well, not X3, that one came pre-wrecked. But now I cannot look at Cyclops without seeing Corny Collins and wanting him to dance and sing and be massively inappropriate on a daytime kids TV show. And then I feel sad when it doesn't happen.

  • If the Wolverine movie is beautiful, then Coraline is even more beautiful. I cannot describe the wonder. Go watch!

  • I love the movie version of Interview with the Vampire. I sometimes forget how much I love it because I'm a bit shallow and there's nobody I really think is hot in there,* and also nowadays it's a bit tainted from the combined batshittery of Tom Cruise and Anne Rice, but I was watching it on Sunday and as soon as I heard those first few bars in the opening sequence, all my love for it came rushing back.

  • The first half of the fourth season of Supernatural is semi-awesome. That's not the same as being full-on good, by the way. It's like, a bit good. There's a lifesized walking, talking, suicidal teddy bear (awesome), a stubbly angel who's a bit gay for Dean (awesome), an episode which is basically Supernatural does the Universal Studios Monster Mash (awesome to the power of a sideways eight thing) and BUNNY! Unfortunately, there's also creepy Padaleckisex, the stubbly angel isn't as stubbly or as overtly gay for Dean as I feel he could be, and Bunny is really mean. To like, everyone. Oh Bunny, how have we come to this? Also, there were these totally mean witches who tried to ruin Halloween for everyone. Boo, mean witches! You're lucky it was only Sam and Dean that showed up to punish you with guns. If Jack Skellington had been there, then you'd be sorry.

  • I had better have pig flu! I feel like shit and the only thing keeping me from curling up and dying in misery is the thought that I am actively spreading a contagion that will wipe out billions of humans. If this turns out just to be a bad cold, I will be pissed.

  • The Assassination of Jesse James is soooooooo booooring. Casey Affleck may be mildly less hideous than his sibling, but they are both gaping voids in the fabric of the universe, into which any semblence of talent or charisma is dragged, screaming, into the darkness, ne'er to return. Also, it is so badly directed, they have to have some random narrate what's going on in every scene.


Anyway, I think that's all the important life lessons I learnt this week - I trust you will all take them on board and be enriched by my wisdom. I'm going to watch the Wire and bemoan Bunny's fall from grace. Oh Bunny!

*Okay, it has Christian Slater, but he's in it for like ten minutes, and althoughg Antonio Banderas is normally hot, let's face it, white base and a Morticia Addams wig are not a good look for him.
froodle: (Default)
God, there are some right divs at the House of Gas. The fire alarm went off today and, I kid you not, our fire warden stood there in the middle of the corridor, blocking the way, bleating about whether or not we knew where the assembly point for our call centre was in the event of a fire. I was like, "Hmm, is it perchance outside of the burning building?" How do these people make it to adulthood? Fuckwad.

Anyway, some important points to note:

  • The Wolverine movie is beautiful. It's a bit soap-opera-ish with the evil long lost brother thing and of course it has Gambit in (boo!) but really, this is about Hugh Jackman wearing leather and lots of hairspray, and a flimsy excuse for a plot strung together wuth awesomely choreographed fight scenes.

  • Hairspray has a bit wrecked the earlier X-Men movies for me. Well, not X3, that one came pre-wrecked. But now I cannot look at Cyclops without seeing Corny Collins and wanting him to dance and sing and be massively inappropriate on a daytime kids TV show. And then I feel sad when it doesn't happen.

  • If the Wolverine movie is beautiful, then Coraline is even more beautiful. I cannot describe the wonder. Go watch!

  • I love the movie version of Interview with the Vampire. I sometimes forget how much I love it because I'm a bit shallow and there's nobody I really think is hot in there,* and also nowadays it's a bit tainted from the combined batshittery of Tom Cruise and Anne Rice, but I was watching it on Sunday and as soon as I heard those first few bars in the opening sequence, all my love for it came rushing back.

  • The first half of the fourth season of Supernatural is semi-awesome. That's not the same as being full-on good, by the way. It's like, a bit good. There's a lifesized walking, talking, suicidal teddy bear (awesome), a stubbly angel who's a bit gay for Dean (awesome), an episode which is basically Supernatural does the Universal Studios Monster Mash (awesome to the power of a sideways eight thing) and BUNNY! Unfortunately, there's also creepy Padaleckisex, the stubbly angel isn't as stubbly or as overtly gay for Dean as I feel he could be, and Bunny is really mean. To like, everyone. Oh Bunny, how have we come to this? Also, there were these totally mean witches who tried to ruin Halloween for everyone. Boo, mean witches! You're lucky it was only Sam and Dean that showed up to punish you with guns. If Jack Skellington had been there, then you'd be sorry.

  • I had better have pig flu! I feel like shit and the only thing keeping me from curling up and dying in misery is the thought that I am actively spreading a contagion that will wipe out billions of humans. If this turns out just to be a bad cold, I will be pissed.

  • The Assassination of Jesse James is soooooooo booooring. Casey Affleck may be mildly less hideous than his sibling, but they are both gaping voids in the fabric of the universe, into which any semblence of talent or charisma is dragged, screaming, into the darkness, ne'er to return. Also, it is so badly directed, they have to have some random narrate what's going on in every scene.


Anyway, I think that's all the important life lessons I learnt this week - I trust you will all take them on board and be enriched by my wisdom. I'm going to watch the Wire and bemoan Bunny's fall from grace. Oh Bunny!

*Okay, it has Christian Slater, but he's in it for like ten minutes, and althoughg Antonio Banderas is normally hot, let's face it, white base and a Morticia Addams wig are not a good look for him.

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