Friday 2nd Sept

Well I've discored that the bathrooms in this place are absolutely appalling and some guy burst into my room this morning while I was still in bed and he was so apologetic he didn't explain exactly what he was doing.

Anyway, I just finished work and for the first time discovered one of the perks of the job. I needed some ventolin as I've got the after cold cough which with me usually escalates into not being able to breathe, when I then have a panic attack which just makes it worse, usually on public transport. Joy. Anyway, you need a script here to get some so I schmoozed one of the Drs till he wrote me a script and then got 20% discount. Hooray. Saves me waiting in an NHS clinic for 5 hours.

Leaving work there was a guy outside with two cockatoos (they have them here?) and one of them said hello to me. Now I want one. I've been thinking about getting some fish and calling them Frylock, Master Shake and Meatwad after the Aqua Teen Hunger Force cos hey, they're aquatic, they tend to always be hungry and I plan to teach them to fight crime. The teenage bit can just be ironis cos they'll never live that long. Problem is I have no idea where to buy any (although I did manage to score a free fishtank today).

And, yay, living so close I get to catch Scrubs. Why is it this show seems to mirror what I've been thinking about at the time. It's interesting watching hospital shows lately cos I understand the medical terminology, sort of.

I'm thinking of learning Arabic as they run courses at work, being primarily an Arabic hospital. So far I only know a few words and I'm not sure what they mean. But I've discovered that everyone wasn't mistaking my name as 'Habibi' which various people call me as I've found out this is a term of endearment. I tell you, until I found out, it had been bothering me for weeks as to why people were calling me that. Mind you, it might me stupid ******* bitch for all I know.

I should make some toast but I'm terrified. Oh, I'm working on a 2nd nail too. I had no idea how handy fingernails were. They also kind of suck too, but at least I know that now!!
I always wonder, is it better when I carry on with this crap or when I just fail to write this blog for weeks at a time?

ARGH! I just cooked toast and it wasn't even slightly crispy and the alarm went off. Considering the toaster is near a huge open window and I was fanning it the whole time, the smoke alarm MUST die. I also tried using the vaccuum manufactured at the turn of the century (not the last one, the one before! I hadn't realised that term was kind of obsolete now) and ended up with more crap on my floor after I finished vaccuuming than before I began. Why can't things just work the way they are intended HUH HUH?