Stuff that's really not all that interesting
Oh man am I ever pissed.
So I've had this dicky knee since year 9 because I got in this fight with this cunt in my year and I fell weird and it dislocated. Ever since then, if I sit on the floor or crouch down I have to be careful to keep my legs parallel when I stand otherwise BAM. And it hurts like a bitch too.
Anyway, this morning I was horsing around with my cat, Mouse, and like some idiot I crouched on the floor and then went to stand without thinking. It took me ages to muster up the balls to bite the bullet and snap my knee back into place. Nearly took down the roof with my swearing. So I had to go super easy on it when I worked out today - profoundly uncool. And I can't fucking find my knee brace thingy anywhere. I'm gonna have to buy a fucking new one. And they're so fucking ugly! I hate spending money on ugly things!
Speaking of pain, I'm thinking about a tattoo on my wrist. Sort of a bracelet of skulls. I've been thinking about it for awhile, but I've been told that it's just about the most painful place you can get a tattoo - mind, I was told this by people who are possibly pussies. And I know, I know that skull tats are so cliche, but I don't really care, I like that whole traditional tattoo look, as well as the whole 'remember you must die' thing that skulls represent.
Oh yeah. It looks like I'll probly be able to get aus-study this year which would be awesome, cuts my fees nearly in half. They're taking for fucking ever to get it sorted thou of course. Tight arsed fucking bastards. But I'm real fucking grateful that we've not crawled so far up the US of A's arse that the government can still see that education is important. Anyway, fingers crossed!
Something excellent: my work hours have been severly reduced (way less money, but fucked if I care)
Something not excellent: I just spotted what looks like cat shit on my favourite rug. FUCK!
So I've had this dicky knee since year 9 because I got in this fight with this cunt in my year and I fell weird and it dislocated. Ever since then, if I sit on the floor or crouch down I have to be careful to keep my legs parallel when I stand otherwise BAM. And it hurts like a bitch too.
Anyway, this morning I was horsing around with my cat, Mouse, and like some idiot I crouched on the floor and then went to stand without thinking. It took me ages to muster up the balls to bite the bullet and snap my knee back into place. Nearly took down the roof with my swearing. So I had to go super easy on it when I worked out today - profoundly uncool. And I can't fucking find my knee brace thingy anywhere. I'm gonna have to buy a fucking new one. And they're so fucking ugly! I hate spending money on ugly things!
Speaking of pain, I'm thinking about a tattoo on my wrist. Sort of a bracelet of skulls. I've been thinking about it for awhile, but I've been told that it's just about the most painful place you can get a tattoo - mind, I was told this by people who are possibly pussies. And I know, I know that skull tats are so cliche, but I don't really care, I like that whole traditional tattoo look, as well as the whole 'remember you must die' thing that skulls represent.
Oh yeah. It looks like I'll probly be able to get aus-study this year which would be awesome, cuts my fees nearly in half. They're taking for fucking ever to get it sorted thou of course. Tight arsed fucking bastards. But I'm real fucking grateful that we've not crawled so far up the US of A's arse that the government can still see that education is important. Anyway, fingers crossed!
Something excellent: my work hours have been severly reduced (way less money, but fucked if I care)
Something not excellent: I just spotted what looks like cat shit on my favourite rug. FUCK!