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Category Archives: the fear of all sums
it’s like every time I think I’m doing great, the universe points out otherwise
Today brings the revelation that a lot of my work is being duplicated. Yeah verily, I send out all these letter to patients who have not turned up for appointments, asking them to come in for a new one and … Continue reading
a day in the life of someone with a mental age of ten
Ha, today I got my comeuppance in the park. Since I walk faster than most folk, even on the ice, I have a recurring problem accidentally getting too close behind the person in front of me before I try to … Continue reading
Yarr, it be harpoonin’ season!
Thought for today: The grit is always oranger on the other side! Though sometimes, it turns out it’s just a trick of the goddamn sodium lights. And the road is a bastard to cross to find out right now. Still, … Continue reading
a successful weekend is a boring one
Well, to read about! So that’s you warned. And today, a return to the regularly-scheduled nonsense. I had big plans for this weekend – three whole social interactions! Beer had invited me for some chilled-out drinks with her and Sambucca … Continue reading
…and sometimes, it’s everyone else who’s wrong!
Today did not start off very well. It was one of those mornings where twenty minutes suddenly evaporates on you, even though you’re doing everything in the same stupor you always do, so I left without coffee in the end. … Continue reading
a methodical (and failed) attempt to shake off the blues
This morning, it was still snowing when I got up. Ooh, thousands of lovely white blobs swirling through the sky. I am going to get soaked on the walk in, but I am still immature enough to be really happy … Continue reading
even my jackboots are against me today
Woo, night brought another couple of inches of snow! For some reason it doesn’t seem to be getting any thicker out there, but it is still a fluffy white wonderland rather than an icerink of Sudden Death, and that is … Continue reading
let’s play… Scott of the Antarctic
This week started at… half past five in the morning, woo! I had to get up extra early, because I have no idea what it’s gonna be like out there – what if it all melts overnight, enough to flatten … Continue reading
lazy Sundays, the best day of the week
Ah the bliss of waking up this morning, feeling all clean and cosy, in fresh jammies and clean sheets, snug and warm with snow outside and the knowledge that it’s seven o’clock so I don’t have to get up for … Continue reading
all these years, and I’m still as rubbish a student as I ever was
Ah Hellday is here, when all the clinics are on at once and there are divers alarums and excursions all over, but it is not so bad because tomorrow marks the start of the weekend, which I have been plunging … Continue reading
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