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-Work mutherfuckers. Yeah, don't worry about my massive deadline and the fact that I'm working myself hard to the point people can see it in my eyes, I'll take on all the duties of the guy that is off instead of us sharing them. You can all fuck off. Was tempted to sneeze in the sterile serum i was aliquoting out for the lab . . that would serve them right.
-No I am really working form home becuase I have a day of data analysis and writing planned. Why? Becuase I feel like shit (maybe have given myself an ulcer?) and I hate you all and your fucking obese smokers snorty coughy noises (and could you perhaps not sneeze in the direction of my tea mug?) and your sitting around talking shit in the office instead helping with the 'communal' things. Its nice and peaceful and cunto free in my flat.
-When its not snorty cough sniff do I have to be followed by other people's shit music at loud volumes? There is a reason I have an mp3 player. It's manners. I actually used to like Muse. I can't stand Manu Chao because every european i ever met insists on playing that one damn album with the stupid sound effects about 15 times a day.
-Killing myself (and constantly risking serisouly pissing my boss off by leaving early) to get to rehearsal on time (after being semi guilt tripped into agreeing to 6pm starts) only for everyone else to be consistantly 15 min late and then fuck about doing a stupid 'warm up' consisting of about 20 types cold leg stretches (some with bouncing!) . . .leaving my torso still distinctly cold and stiff.
-On that note, I am busy and stressed too, but i just get on with it instead of making excuses and sob stories (LJ excepted!)
-By the way, Tamiflu only blocks the spreak of virus round the body so its only works early only on during the infection, but don't let stop the idiot medics or hypochondriacs
-Fucking idiot fucking medics. Am seriosuly tempted to get my malaria etc medications for my upcoming trip online on a dubious website as it seems all the travel -clinic competance in the entire UK is in one hospital in Edinburgh (big up the Western General!). Sadly I now live in useless London. Also, yes I have tried FUCKING ASPIRIN before for the migraines I've been having for over 10 years.
-and Oh yeah, god forbid if someone who looks after themselves and as an actual job ever actually wants to see a doctor. We can all fuck off, sorry the NHS is for chavs, grannies and annoying overly paranoid young 'mommies' only!
-oh yeah I know its all very trendy to pretend to be so fucking lefty blah blah blah, but really, the NHS is shit. Yes, its probably better than the US system (although I'm not entirely convinced I wouldn't do better there), but let's not pretend its the most fucking amazing thing ever. Its British. Its worn out and mediocre just like everything else.
-People that shake their head at you judgementally like you just raped a child if you make a stupid but minor mistake on the road (like misjudging and getting stuck blocking a junction in heavy traffic).
-Fucking HSBC and their fucking paranoid credit card fraud squad. Should I phone you in advance if I want to fart?
Fucking BMI website has ruined my evening and feel too pissed off to do anything productive with my rare evening off now. Now I've just sat about being lazy and had a muffin so I feel bloated and miserable.
Can you tell its that time of the month and I'm overtired?
Fuck off
-No I am really working form home becuase I have a day of data analysis and writing planned. Why? Becuase I feel like shit (maybe have given myself an ulcer?) and I hate you all and your fucking obese smokers snorty coughy noises (and could you perhaps not sneeze in the direction of my tea mug?) and your sitting around talking shit in the office instead helping with the 'communal' things. Its nice and peaceful and cunto free in my flat.
-When its not snorty cough sniff do I have to be followed by other people's shit music at loud volumes? There is a reason I have an mp3 player. It's manners. I actually used to like Muse. I can't stand Manu Chao because every european i ever met insists on playing that one damn album with the stupid sound effects about 15 times a day.
-Killing myself (and constantly risking serisouly pissing my boss off by leaving early) to get to rehearsal on time (after being semi guilt tripped into agreeing to 6pm starts) only for everyone else to be consistantly 15 min late and then fuck about doing a stupid 'warm up' consisting of about 20 types cold leg stretches (some with bouncing!) . . .leaving my torso still distinctly cold and stiff.
-On that note, I am busy and stressed too, but i just get on with it instead of making excuses and sob stories (LJ excepted!)
-By the way, Tamiflu only blocks the spreak of virus round the body so its only works early only on during the infection, but don't let stop the idiot medics or hypochondriacs
-Fucking idiot fucking medics. Am seriosuly tempted to get my malaria etc medications for my upcoming trip online on a dubious website as it seems all the travel -clinic competance in the entire UK is in one hospital in Edinburgh (big up the Western General!). Sadly I now live in useless London. Also, yes I have tried FUCKING ASPIRIN before for the migraines I've been having for over 10 years.
-and Oh yeah, god forbid if someone who looks after themselves and as an actual job ever actually wants to see a doctor. We can all fuck off, sorry the NHS is for chavs, grannies and annoying overly paranoid young 'mommies' only!
-oh yeah I know its all very trendy to pretend to be so fucking lefty blah blah blah, but really, the NHS is shit. Yes, its probably better than the US system (although I'm not entirely convinced I wouldn't do better there), but let's not pretend its the most fucking amazing thing ever. Its British. Its worn out and mediocre just like everything else.
-People that shake their head at you judgementally like you just raped a child if you make a stupid but minor mistake on the road (like misjudging and getting stuck blocking a junction in heavy traffic).
-Fucking HSBC and their fucking paranoid credit card fraud squad. Should I phone you in advance if I want to fart?
Fucking BMI website has ruined my evening and feel too pissed off to do anything productive with my rare evening off now. Now I've just sat about being lazy and had a muffin so I feel bloated and miserable.
Can you tell its that time of the month and I'm overtired?
Fuck off
