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Monday, October 31, 2005

chained up on my walk to freedom

chatting with my mom did make me feel better. the zoning out was alright. at least when i went to bed i was able to see straight (and fat lot of good that did me too, when my eyes were closing) :/

i got up this morning at 5.30..., hopped to it and made my long, droopy way to the medical base. i didn't have to wait too long. as usual, i got an orthopaedist i've never seen before.

this one said the same thing the others said, that the other guys are all morons, i didn't need to do any of the previous tests. now i've been sent off to a new one - they're going to inject me with radioactive sludge and take photos. may cause impotence.

i can't bring myself to laugh at the new twist. it's just not funny. i was told that all they needed was the emg (aka shock therapy), and they'd decide on my boolean status as a soldier. what absolutely does my head in, is that this new test has been advised by a doctor who, in his words, sees no connection between my having a slipped disc in the base of my neck, and the pain i'm experiencing in my neck and upper back.

give THIS man a medal, moonflake. he's not interesting enough to make your mid-week madness, but can he get - you know - a little medal? i think about *puts thumb and forefinger close together* yay much c4 will do nicely.

then back to the base, sneaking off on the way to pay the bills. i went to visit j-girl on the way to my office, but she was fast asleep, and i didn't want to wake her. i dropped off something at the clinic, then went past j-girl's office again - and she'd already left. swak.

forced down a pitiful excuse for lunch, and got some of my welfare stuff sorted out. our welfare officer offered to help me find an apartment, but i'm not sure how serious she is.

i then went off to my dental appointment. it took a while to determine that i'd simply gotten the date wrong, and it's tomorrow. and this is after our section commander made a point of making me explain what i was going for - and i couldn't remember the word for filling. and i had to go and inform him that i'd returned...

so the trip to the city officer wasted an hour. i got back to find the mongoose looking for a replacement for a guard shift, so i went to his team-mates and asked them to help out. they assured me that one of them would do it, so i left it and went back to work.

the mongoose called me up at the point he was supposed to be replaced, and then told me that his team-mates had said they couldn't find the sod, and so couldn't help. funny, two minutes after that i had two phone numbers, one of them private. funny things just *happen* when you try.

unfortunately, even though i was prepared to guard for him (it was only an hour, anyway), he'd already given up on what he was supposed to do. which kind of annoys me.

he did say something that piqued my interest: he tells me that the way i walk says "don't mind my business. pray i don't mind yours."
i can dig it ^_^

i went back to work - we spent a good half an hour (we found a whiteboard!) arguing over design, and after the dog did something neat he left me with the scout working on our own bits and bobs. after discovering a couple of new problems, the scout convinced me (and it was so difficult :P) to assist him with a weird error. lots of messing, and me learning some interesting java things, and i found the cause. a rather amusing one - trying to pass values to an uninitialized array. so he's new at this ;)

we left at 7.25, as i'd forgotten that my bus only arrives at 7.50. on the plus side i had time to chat with a rather attractive girl on her way in to a night-shift. the sign over the bus shelter says: "if he makes eye contact with you on the street, he makes eye contact with other girls too."

no umbrellas at the pharmacy. the girl at the counter told me i don't need one, because it isn't raining right now.

anyway, i got work to do. whether or not i'll do it is debatable; i think i'll begin by getting into bed.

3 comments:

  1. What can I say?
    Life sucks and some days it sucks more.
    Radio-active sludge... impotence... i would have been out of there before he had time to finish the sentence.
    Can you wait till you get back to SA, or this this the only treatment?

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  2. what the hell is that sign there for? Is it some kind of anti-promiscuity thing?

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  3. moonflake: oh yeah. and i can't agree more with the term "shitload", although we now have "crazy-monkey potential" included.

    chitty: i only found out about the potential impotence afterwards, and i've heard from a few people who've done it that it's really cool, you glow in the dark until you pee. THAT will be the SHIT.

    and i can't wait - it's an examination, not a treatment :P and if it'll get me out of the army faster, is that not worth never having children?

    i'm just kidding. that last line was a joke.

    schpat: your guess is as good as mine. it bothers me that they've ascribed negative connotations to something i do all the time.

    then again, that covers most of the things i like doing.

    w-v: Quantum Makes Nothing Valid, Try Zoology

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