NEW HOUSE!
Darfur clause-a Darfur war orphan would kill to have my piddling middle class problem. My life is infinitely better than the life of pretty much anyone living in poverty stricken countries, let alone Darfur.
Well its been an interesting two weeks without internet access (and will probably be another week before I get permanent access). Spent the first week sleeping on a friend's couch while travelling 40km to work each day at my new GRADUATE POSITION job at Fairfield Hospital. This was because the apartment I ended up getting approved for didn't allow me to move in until the weekend after I started work.
So, one week of sleeping on a couch and watching tv was fairly relaxing. Then the big move happened. We got up at 8, took a train to the truck rental place and then drove up to Newcastle. Got the house contents loaded into the truck by about 5pm, while my mother and two of my good friends stayed behind to steam clean the carpet (thankyou to Munz and his special lady). We got into Fairfield at around 8pm and then spent the next four hours getting shit into the apartment while trying very hard not to mark the white gyprock walls. The fridge was the hardest part, but Dr Tran provided brainpower as well as muscle in working out the best way to get it up the narrow staircase. And after a week of living here I've gotten things mostly unpacked. Still got the books and some miscellaneous crap sitting in boxes, but the kitchen and living area is looking good.
Because the apartment complex was built fairly recently and the previous tenant didn't get the phone connected, I have to wait until tomorrow before a technician can drop by and hook a brother up. Then I've got to wait for my ISP to connect me, but at least the nearest exchange is fairly close (and Jacky has provided me with a usb 3g modem for the short term).
The job itself has been awesome. Its like when I went on clinical except I now am responsible for my own work and get paid accordingly. The patient load is mostly pre- and post-op knee and hip replacements, and an abundance of OPGs for the nearby dental center. But there's also some solid radiography work with the occasional emergency patient and the odd lap-chole theatre call. The workload is moderately heavy for a hospital of Fairfield's size, but there's enough fellow rads to help with that, so I haven't felt swamped yet. I think the biggest challenge for me has been keeping a 9 to 5 schedule after so many years of night shifts.
Oh, and this is a special note for Yoshe, you desperately need to check out "Laid" that's been playing on ABC. It guest stars your favourite comedian as a gynecologist.
Well its been an interesting two weeks without internet access (and will probably be another week before I get permanent access). Spent the first week sleeping on a friend's couch while travelling 40km to work each day at my new GRADUATE POSITION job at Fairfield Hospital. This was because the apartment I ended up getting approved for didn't allow me to move in until the weekend after I started work.
So, one week of sleeping on a couch and watching tv was fairly relaxing. Then the big move happened. We got up at 8, took a train to the truck rental place and then drove up to Newcastle. Got the house contents loaded into the truck by about 5pm, while my mother and two of my good friends stayed behind to steam clean the carpet (thankyou to Munz and his special lady). We got into Fairfield at around 8pm and then spent the next four hours getting shit into the apartment while trying very hard not to mark the white gyprock walls. The fridge was the hardest part, but Dr Tran provided brainpower as well as muscle in working out the best way to get it up the narrow staircase. And after a week of living here I've gotten things mostly unpacked. Still got the books and some miscellaneous crap sitting in boxes, but the kitchen and living area is looking good.
Because the apartment complex was built fairly recently and the previous tenant didn't get the phone connected, I have to wait until tomorrow before a technician can drop by and hook a brother up. Then I've got to wait for my ISP to connect me, but at least the nearest exchange is fairly close (and Jacky has provided me with a usb 3g modem for the short term).
The job itself has been awesome. Its like when I went on clinical except I now am responsible for my own work and get paid accordingly. The patient load is mostly pre- and post-op knee and hip replacements, and an abundance of OPGs for the nearby dental center. But there's also some solid radiography work with the occasional emergency patient and the odd lap-chole theatre call. The workload is moderately heavy for a hospital of Fairfield's size, but there's enough fellow rads to help with that, so I haven't felt swamped yet. I think the biggest challenge for me has been keeping a 9 to 5 schedule after so many years of night shifts.
Oh, and this is a special note for Yoshe, you desperately need to check out "Laid" that's been playing on ABC. It guest stars your favourite comedian as a gynecologist.