BlaaahBlaaaaahVeVantToSuckYourAngstYou are on the archive wiki. The new wiki is here. The blood-donation vampires are after me! They've been calling me, and sms-ing me, saying things like "You do know you've got a rare blood-type, don't you?" and "We're desperately short of supplies of Type O negative". So eventually I said "I just had a piercing" and they were like "Oh, no, now you can't donate for a year!". Doing something for your fellow human is nice, blah blah blah, but I'm not going to not do something I want to just cos it stops me doing something for someone else. Yes, I'm very selfish. When I die, they can have my organs, if I have any left after the massive doses of cortisone I take. Anyway, another boring week draws to a close. At least I can mess around in the afternoons, when most ppl have gone home. The pattern of this week seems to be the same as all the weeks before. Same old issues, same old shit, some people never change their tune. You can't teach an old dog, eh? Or at least old dogs resist the teaching, as much as you try to beat it into their brains via repetition. It's like we only know this one dance. The Misconception Tango, or something. And the Dance never ends, it just breaks for a word from our sponsors. Join us again next week, same frustrating time, same heart-breaking channel. I like to think that the benefits outweigh the irritations, but sometimes I'm not so sure. They used to. It didn't used to be so hard. I don't think it's ever going to get any easier. Heh, listen to me, I've been reading too much of blogs like Sunchaser's and Bluehands'.{confused} But, there is hope. Going away this weekend, hope it's cool. The weather looks like it's going to be hellishly hot. Poor heavy fighters! And heavily pregnant ladies. And me, as Chirurgeon, has to make sure people don't die of something boring like heat-exhaustion. I hope someone pokes an eye out or something. The most I've had to deal with was a grazed knee and a cut whilst chopping veg. Yay. |