ack! patches are making me itchy and red... the gum tastes like nasty ashtray hell... and the nasal spray really doesn't appeal... i think i may well be the most miserable person in the world...
not smoking has made me bitchy, short tempered and generally ack!
the patches itch... but not craving a ciggie as much as i thought i would... although i have not been out and i turn into an evil smoking machine after a few drinks...
i am on the trusts stop smoking thingy so my NRT is free.. however each week i have to go and sit in a room with the crazed course leader and a group of miserable f**kers who quite obviously don't want ot give up smoking but appreciate getting an hour and a half to arse about instead of working... ack
so everything is lo
none smoking is going well.... the patches give me wonderful colourful dreams however they still itch to death! Not looking forward to going out on thursday as its with alot of friends and will involve alot to drink and if i don't want to smoke i think it going to be a very sober evening.....
I don't see how i can wean myself of the patches either as i made the fatal mistake of forgetting to put one on and until i did remember... some four hours late... i was very grumpy to say the leas
the no smoking is going well... about three weeks now... still on the patches though.
for some reason i can't sleep at the minute and keep waking up all night and unable to get to sleep at all after 4am... its not good and is resulting in a tired and not so happy minskyyy.
oh but i am off to go and see the howling bells tonight at ULU with some friends who i haven't seen for a while. will be much fun and i am sure i will be feeling rather ill tomorrow..
the weather was wonder
off to the hairdressers today.... bored with the hair so going to have something done with it... I have had a similar style of haircut for about two years now and its all got a bit boring...
looking for likley haircuts on the tinternet... ack it confuses me.... may well have a fringe... or dammit just shave it all off !
oh and i am still not smoking... god its miserable going to gigs as an ex smoker and being surrounded by people smoking... do they not realise how much they
bloody work have been bollocked for not doing any appraisals for ages so they are now rushing through them...
buggers are doing mine on friday and want my CPD file up to date for it... sods! busy all week and so i am having to squeeze the bloody stupid thing into my spare time... ack ack ack
its pointless anyway as they never act on any of the points brought up by it and i will carry on pretty much as usual regardless of it ... ack
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still not smoking
I hate working 12 hr night shifts....
but oh well.... should i buy a tandem bike... decided today on the tube home that one might be quite fun...
or one of those little bike trailer thingys to tow the boy in..... i think i need to do some shopping
........ still not smoking... and still writing that ackity CPD
went to go and see the automatic at the astoria on thursday and they were rather good... had a wonderul time and it will be a shame to see the venue closed as i rather like it.
in other news i am still not smoking although it seems to be becoming more of a struggle rather than easier which isn't how it is meant to work i am sure....
i am also considering joining a gym to tone myself up.... this may come to a shock to some as i am known for my laziness and ability to demand getting
I have had a rather random week... the pook has been away for half term so its been all rather busy and i have quite enjoyed being able to do exactly what i please...
monday saw me in a rather bad mood... not helped by the fact that on my way to work on monday night i found the whole of acton highstreet closed ... traffic backed up... and millions of police both on foot and mounted wondering about... transpires that some poor sod had been run over... mounted police patrol round my way so
ok... so my credit card statement arrived today.... I feeling organised and wonderful generally decide to pay using my wonderful online banking...
I thought to myself ooo won't that be fast, efficent and special to sort it all out now...
but no
oh no no no
it could not be that simple....
does it have a button that says transfer money to credit card? no
does it have a button saying make payment to credit card? oui but it gives you a bloody list of different optio
today whilst off sick errm hermmm i went shopping.... the intention was to buy a cocktail dress for this bloody party... but curses i could not wedge me boobs into a single one (I do not understand people who want breast implants... it's hell when your boobs are big but the rest of your body is a normal size)... the depression brought on by the realisation that i am unlikley to find a dress unless i part with serious money for a tailor to take it in meant that i had to deflect my need to shop on
yesterday we bought sproglet an amaryllis bulb all of his own... he is quite excited about it and keeps measuring its height and wanting to water it and talk to it.
it is so nice to see someone so captivated by somthing so simple
the wee one has also developed a strange addiction to pickled dill cucumbers.... i am sure that is not normal for a 5 year old...
going to the gym today was suprisingly good fun... however the midget french man who showed me how to use everything was more than a little strange and i could understand little of what he said due to his very strong accent...
working tonight or rather now ... really over doing night shifts... they are long, boring and bugger up my sleep pattern for days afterwards
if anyone needs to hire an assistant whom they will pay vast quantities of cash for little work in return please e
ackity....yesterday when xraying a patient they had to have their chest drain repositioned... the poor bloke asked if i would hold his hand, he was quite distresseed, and the f**ker near squeezed it to death... it stilll ouches!
The last week has been a real pleasure to live. I heard from a friend i had not spoken to for ages.... my son had his sixth birthday and the party went really well.... I had my work christmas party and i did eventually find a nice french connection dress to wear.... on saturday i went to kew gardens for carols and ice skating which was amazing...
isn't it nice when everything goes just how you would like it too
ooo and off out tonight with the girls for drinks
i have no idea what i as drinking last night but i think a pig may have pooped in my head.... i want to die
I think i might die.... ack ....
I am dying and may never drink again... ever... slippery nipples are tasty but i feel so rough today and i have to work tonight
working tonight which is bad enough... not helped that driving back from wales i got diverted off the m4 due to a crash which meant a 3/4 hr journey has taken 6.... not a happy bunny
i have just lived through the most awful NYE ever... 37 blue light calls between 12 and 8... xrayed over 70 patients between three of us... drunken leecherous arseholes, nutcases.... stabbings, gun shot wounds and bottlings... I never want to work nye again...
after today bar work is looking like a promising alternative career...
off out with my bestest friend tonight to drown my sorrows... hopefully will improve my mood
although tonight i will not be having any shooters... i am promising myself... fingers crossed i can stick to it
finish a 12 hour night shift and set off on my merry way home... train to willesden junction is fine... all is good with the world... wait for connecting train to richmond... ok first one cancelled next one will turn up... still moderatly cheerful.........
but oh no, after waiting over half an hour for the damn train they announce that the line is suspended... this is followed by the useful suggestion of getting a train the clapham junction then a train to richmond followed finally by a train
off to Rome for the weekend this afternoon ... can't wait going out last night was not such a good idea though... especially not as i have done no packing .. have no euros and generally feel like a pig has pooped in my head
oppsieee just realised my printer has no ink.... this is not good and after having a bath i can't hear out of my left ear.... i think this trip may be cursed
