Angst...Quickly moving on.
Today I saw the season finale of House. And it was a kick in the guts. It was brilliant. And scary. And sad. Ugh, one of the last scenes where Cuddy brings House to Wilson's office was tough...Poor House - his red eyes and rumpled face. Brought on that tight-gutted, pre panic attack feeling...
I wish I didn't have a frame of reference for that feeling House was feeling, but I do.
I know what it's like being driven up to a hospital and being left inside. I know what it's like to live with monotony and shitty food and people you don't know and can't trust. I know what it's like to be drugged to the eyeballs against your will and to be forced to sleep with the door open. I know what it's like to be asked over and over and OVER again, "so, how are we feeling this morning?" and "how does that make you feel". I know what it's like to have your phone, wallet, lighter, belt and shoelaces taken away from you. I know what it's like to be locked in a building with people who are way crazier than you are.
It fucking sucked arse. I hope I'll never have to do that again.
Ugh. Anyways, let's move on, hm? I'm trying to avoid that particular mood. I'm not doing a terribly good job, I'll admit, but in honesty, things are OK :)
Work has been blah. I have to say, though, it's been raining like no one's business (what a strange expression) and this has provided much entertainment...Odd, yes, but not when one considers the many opportunities to laugh hysterically at people who've been seriously splashed (drenched to the bone might be more accurate) by passing cars. And buses. Trucks are the best, though, heh.
I was supposed to study tonight, lol. I'll get to it tomorrow night - House was on, couldn't miss that or have the time around it messed up with work. Pfft. Seriously though, I'm going to do some work on a couple of Shakespeare's sonnets so I can get familiar enough with them for the final exam in November. That'll help me get back into the swing of things a bit, I think...I'm fond of and familiar with The Bard's work, so it should put me in a better frame of mind.
I've cracked this Pride And Prejudice *gags* thing, too...My aunt (not my mum's sister, my godmother) once gave a set of lectures on - da-da-da-daaaaaa! - Pride And Prejudice. Why waste a perfectly good opportunity?
Anyhow, I shall close with a joke. It's a little untraditional, lol. It's an anti-blonde joke that I read the other day and it made me laugh my arse off. It's lame, though, so beware.
What's black, blue, brown and lying in a ditch?
A brunette who's told too many blonde jokes.
I wish I didn't have a frame of reference for that feeling House was feeling, but I do.
I know what it's like being driven up to a hospital and being left inside. I know what it's like to live with monotony and shitty food and people you don't know and can't trust. I know what it's like to be drugged to the eyeballs against your will and to be forced to sleep with the door open. I know what it's like to be asked over and over and OVER again, "so, how are we feeling this morning?" and "how does that make you feel". I know what it's like to have your phone, wallet, lighter, belt and shoelaces taken away from you. I know what it's like to be locked in a building with people who are way crazier than you are.
It fucking sucked arse. I hope I'll never have to do that again.
Ugh. Anyways, let's move on, hm? I'm trying to avoid that particular mood. I'm not doing a terribly good job, I'll admit, but in honesty, things are OK :)
Work has been blah. I have to say, though, it's been raining like no one's business (what a strange expression) and this has provided much entertainment...Odd, yes, but not when one considers the many opportunities to laugh hysterically at people who've been seriously splashed (drenched to the bone might be more accurate) by passing cars. And buses. Trucks are the best, though, heh.
I was supposed to study tonight, lol. I'll get to it tomorrow night - House was on, couldn't miss that or have the time around it messed up with work. Pfft. Seriously though, I'm going to do some work on a couple of Shakespeare's sonnets so I can get familiar enough with them for the final exam in November. That'll help me get back into the swing of things a bit, I think...I'm fond of and familiar with The Bard's work, so it should put me in a better frame of mind.
I've cracked this Pride And Prejudice *gags* thing, too...My aunt (not my mum's sister, my godmother) once gave a set of lectures on - da-da-da-daaaaaa! - Pride And Prejudice. Why waste a perfectly good opportunity?
Anyhow, I shall close with a joke. It's a little untraditional, lol. It's an anti-blonde joke that I read the other day and it made me laugh my arse off. It's lame, though, so beware.
What's black, blue, brown and lying in a ditch?
A brunette who's told too many blonde jokes.