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Monday, October 03, 2005

sucked metal

my clocks are right, so i only slept two hours before going to the base. i was seriously agitated, short-fused, and con-fused.

i spent the morning struggling with java awt images. we were informed by our team leader that our project isn't going to be awt, it's going to be web. which completely defeats the purpose of the project. i'm totally sick of working for incompetents.

i replaced scout's "on alert" yesterday so that he could leave early. i prepared a bit for a meeting i was to have later, slept a half hour or so, then went to return the weapon. one of the guys forgot to bring the walkie-talkie, so we were laughing at him and telling him to go - otherwise nobody leaves. i told him i'd carry him, and when he called my bluff i tried anyway. all in good fun.

i couldn't carry him. unfortunately, by quickly shifting his weight (and forgetting he's armed) i managed to get hit in the face, hard, with a "tamak" uzzi (not a personal dinky toy). my mouth exploded with pain, blood flying everywhere, and half an incisor disappeared.

it bled a LOT more than i'd expect. my lips were ripped and i cannot express how shocked and upset i was about the state of my smile.

i went to the clinic, who sent me off to the "city officer"'s dentist rooms. the people on the bus looked in every direction but mine...

i got an appointment, and was waiting when the first-aid room became available. some guy went in, and assured me it was only for a minute. i hate it when people do that.

he came out an hour later.

during the administration of anaesthetic, "comfortably numb" was playing on the radio. i got three stitches, and my tooth looks almost identical to the original. i wanted a photo during the stitching, but i think it came out badly. i'm waiting for that to get sent to me.

the whole procedure took two hours, and then i had to give an official story - and try not to get anyone, including myself, in shit. that was more complicated than it should have been.

i joined the dog, firefighter, and one other at the lincoln. i couldn't smoke, drink, or eat... so that really sucked. i was also completely wiped out. i ended up have fries for supper, and then waited AGES for the bus - i was literally falling over i was so tired. crashed well when i got home, though.

brushing my teeth is HARD. so is the general morning procedure. and i just wanna go back to bed.

2 comments:

  1. Dammit, dude. Sounds bloody painful! Get better soon.

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  2. thanks guys :)

    moonflake: it's slightly wrong to punch the other guy when i'm the assailant. it's even MORE wrong punching him in the no-fly zone...

    having said that - i would happily provide the guy in charge of base security the exact same injury. if he hadn't been messing us around, we wouldn't have had the situation. see? i ALWAYS find someone else to blame. [seriously, eating the uzzi was MY fault.]

    w-v: W X X G D. and my brain hurts anyway. i'm not even trying this one.

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