You've got weasels all over your face!
I FEEL LIKE SCONES RIGHT NOW!
On friday it was Ellie's 18'th. We went out for thai at Newtown. It was a fun night. We murdered scones later (literally, we didn't just eat them) and everyone had many boozy giggles. Saturday was further celebrations in wollongongish area and everyone had more boozy giggles until I got the shits with Mark and left. So that was a rather abrupt end to our night and we went home. Some of our strange male friends tried to communicate with Harry and suceeded in alarming him and if he wishes to come along next time I won't be surprised if he's carting along a few cans of mace. Spent the rest of the night till 2.30 making a poster for work, my ovaries started swearing at me and I had no more stemetil for the nausea :( which was crap and mner. Work yesterday was crap. This little Italian dude, Marc-Anthony (who's my favourite but we're not allowed to have favourites so..shhh) tried to give me a cuddle only when his arms came flying at me his finger went straight into my right eye. So the poor little bugger's going "I didn't mean too. I did a aa-accident" trying to convince any onlookers while I'm thinking hmm I really really feel like FUCKING SCREAMING RIGHT NOW but that's probably not very productive so ice pack and doctors later and he told me to just use some eye drops and that I was lucky the kid hadn't poked slightly to the left (I gave him some advice about how to control his 4 year old and he happily gave me a new script to renew my missing stemetil). I wasn't angry at the kid, just more shocked that my eye was in agony and is now very, very ugly and red (still) and really quite creepy to look at. He noticed it today and started asking questions. Honestly, he's so unbelievably cute. This morning, some of the kids were playing with plastic frogs and I made one of them jump and go flying so he starts giggling and squeals "you're so cute!" and leans over with this sloppy kiss on my cheek. Then today the new kid clobbered him with something heavy and plastic apparantly so when I came back from my lunch break he clambours into my lap, slumps and cons me into putting an icepack on his cheek. Whenever the other teachers rouse on him he kinda just ignores them and hides behind me. They can't get him to eat either, only I can do that successfully (^ ^) ! Oh yeah, last night I went to see dad after the doctors because I was all *bawl* I don't like where I'm working, my boss is scary and i'm easy to be manipulated and they don't appreciate me and blah blah blah. Anyway, Roger calls dads saying hey come out tonight and he's like "okay, are you coming Jed?" and I needed to get out so we went and saw Weird Al Yankovic. It's pretty cool when one of your dad's best mates is a tour manager for musos etc. Unfortunately I was so buggered from work (I now sleep from when I get home 3.30 until 6 so I can actually make myself some dinner later) that I fell asleep for like 45 minutes which is quite astounding given the volume of the show. Still, it was brilliant and good to see dad, drink working class beer and eat many, many fantales.
And mark has a new puppy who's adorable only she was unfortunately named "Mindy". Pictures later.
On friday it was Ellie's 18'th. We went out for thai at Newtown. It was a fun night. We murdered scones later (literally, we didn't just eat them) and everyone had many boozy giggles. Saturday was further celebrations in wollongongish area and everyone had more boozy giggles until I got the shits with Mark and left. So that was a rather abrupt end to our night and we went home. Some of our strange male friends tried to communicate with Harry and suceeded in alarming him and if he wishes to come along next time I won't be surprised if he's carting along a few cans of mace. Spent the rest of the night till 2.30 making a poster for work, my ovaries started swearing at me and I had no more stemetil for the nausea :( which was crap and mner. Work yesterday was crap. This little Italian dude, Marc-Anthony (who's my favourite but we're not allowed to have favourites so..shhh) tried to give me a cuddle only when his arms came flying at me his finger went straight into my right eye. So the poor little bugger's going "I didn't mean too. I did a aa-accident" trying to convince any onlookers while I'm thinking hmm I really really feel like FUCKING SCREAMING RIGHT NOW but that's probably not very productive so ice pack and doctors later and he told me to just use some eye drops and that I was lucky the kid hadn't poked slightly to the left (I gave him some advice about how to control his 4 year old and he happily gave me a new script to renew my missing stemetil). I wasn't angry at the kid, just more shocked that my eye was in agony and is now very, very ugly and red (still) and really quite creepy to look at. He noticed it today and started asking questions. Honestly, he's so unbelievably cute. This morning, some of the kids were playing with plastic frogs and I made one of them jump and go flying so he starts giggling and squeals "you're so cute!" and leans over with this sloppy kiss on my cheek. Then today the new kid clobbered him with something heavy and plastic apparantly so when I came back from my lunch break he clambours into my lap, slumps and cons me into putting an icepack on his cheek. Whenever the other teachers rouse on him he kinda just ignores them and hides behind me. They can't get him to eat either, only I can do that successfully (^ ^) ! Oh yeah, last night I went to see dad after the doctors because I was all *bawl* I don't like where I'm working, my boss is scary and i'm easy to be manipulated and they don't appreciate me and blah blah blah. Anyway, Roger calls dads saying hey come out tonight and he's like "okay, are you coming Jed?" and I needed to get out so we went and saw Weird Al Yankovic. It's pretty cool when one of your dad's best mates is a tour manager for musos etc. Unfortunately I was so buggered from work (I now sleep from when I get home 3.30 until 6 so I can actually make myself some dinner later) that I fell asleep for like 45 minutes which is quite astounding given the volume of the show. Still, it was brilliant and good to see dad, drink working class beer and eat many, many fantales.
And mark has a new puppy who's adorable only she was unfortunately named "Mindy". Pictures later.