Week over, comence weekend
Nanas funeral was okay. Y'know... as funerals go. Talking in front of everyone at a funeral is hard, not really because of nervousness, which I was aswell, but because of your throat constantly threatening to constrict and send your face into all those contortions that it does while wailing/bawling/sobbing.
It's over now, time to put it in the past.
Work is alright. I get a little bit paranoid when I'm dealing with flux sometimes - we (me and Scott, one of the guys I work with) looked up Flux Poisoning on the net, it doesn't sound pleasant. At one point "blood in the stool" was mentioned - which is a barely nicer way of saying "rectal bleeding". Lovely. Don't think there's any risk of abusing the substance to get off work any time soon.
Ibuki's on my computer swishing her tail. What a cutie.
It's over now, time to put it in the past.
Work is alright. I get a little bit paranoid when I'm dealing with flux sometimes - we (me and Scott, one of the guys I work with) looked up Flux Poisoning on the net, it doesn't sound pleasant. At one point "blood in the stool" was mentioned - which is a barely nicer way of saying "rectal bleeding". Lovely. Don't think there's any risk of abusing the substance to get off work any time soon.
Ibuki's on my computer swishing her tail. What a cutie.