I lost a fucking great chunk of one of me teeth last night. Well... When I say I lost it I mean it isn't attached to the rest of the tooth. I still have the chunk. Fucking thing.
I've been going back and forth to my dentist for years with this tooth. I had a root canal a few years back (it fucking hurt, lots) and it's never been right since. I was last there two weeks ago getting a hairline crack filled. That's £16.00 down the tube then. I think it's going to have to come out. Can't see what else can be done. The entire side has broken off and all I have is a big mass of exposed filling. It's sensitive and hurty. I'm off to the dentists soon. A world of pain awaits.
Friday, April 27, 2007
Sunday, April 22, 2007
My apple tree hates me.
And who can blame it? Seeing as it's gone from being the vibrant example of verdant loveliness you see here
(being thoroughly enjoyed by Isis) to this...
It had to be done. The fucking thing was well out of control and hadn't been pruned at all in the eight years I've been here. Probably hadn't been pruned for at least ten years prior to us moving in. I did find evidence of someone else's pruning but there wasn't much of it.
Didn't really have a clue what I was doing which is pretty shocking considering I spent something like 12 years being paid to be a gardener. In my defence the Tories swingeing cuts and compulsory competitive tendering had pretty much put paid to any kind of formal training. Pruning was mainly done in the winter by using a hedgecutter!
Fucking hard work though, especially considering that after hacking the poor thing to pieces I then had to cut all the main branches into 1 foot lengths (for firewood next year) and break all the twigs into sizes suitable for kindling wood. Trouble is I can't use the wood for at least a year, so I still have to pay some fucker for wood or coal this winter.
Don't think Isis is too pleased either. How's she going to launch stealth attacks on the local fauna now?
She looks well grumpy to me.
(being thoroughly enjoyed by Isis) to this...
It had to be done. The fucking thing was well out of control and hadn't been pruned at all in the eight years I've been here. Probably hadn't been pruned for at least ten years prior to us moving in. I did find evidence of someone else's pruning but there wasn't much of it.
Didn't really have a clue what I was doing which is pretty shocking considering I spent something like 12 years being paid to be a gardener. In my defence the Tories swingeing cuts and compulsory competitive tendering had pretty much put paid to any kind of formal training. Pruning was mainly done in the winter by using a hedgecutter!
Fucking hard work though, especially considering that after hacking the poor thing to pieces I then had to cut all the main branches into 1 foot lengths (for firewood next year) and break all the twigs into sizes suitable for kindling wood. Trouble is I can't use the wood for at least a year, so I still have to pay some fucker for wood or coal this winter.
Don't think Isis is too pleased either. How's she going to launch stealth attacks on the local fauna now?
She looks well grumpy to me.
Wednesday, April 18, 2007
Tuesday, April 10, 2007
Slumped
I have run out of words. I cannot be arsed to post. I don't know if that comes from tiredness or general despondency.
Work sucks. Really sucks. I find myself taking the blame for other people and their lack of responsibility. It's very hard to remain polite to inbred scumbags while they're telling you how much better things were before we took over their buying. Strange how we hear how much better we are from near enough everyone else we speak to, yet someone who refuses to accept they fucked up thinks they can just abuse me, and try to intimidate me for doing my job properly and daring to actually attempt to fix her fuck-up. I hope she dies of cancer. That's not a flippant comment. I genuinely hope she does.
Little Fella's still teething and having a rotten time of it. I think he's up to about fifty seven of them by now. Still at least he'll have a nice smile. We had some friends over for a little BBQ on Easter Monday, that was actually quite spiffing though a tad stressful as it was the first time I'd 'catered'. :D I'm just relieved they've not got food poisoning. Mind you I've not heard from them since early afternoon. I hope they're okay!
Today I woke up with a lump of wax rattling around inside my right ear. It's very annoying and I've named it cunty as it's a bit of a cunt. I hate earwax.
Work sucks. Really sucks. I find myself taking the blame for other people and their lack of responsibility. It's very hard to remain polite to inbred scumbags while they're telling you how much better things were before we took over their buying. Strange how we hear how much better we are from near enough everyone else we speak to, yet someone who refuses to accept they fucked up thinks they can just abuse me, and try to intimidate me for doing my job properly and daring to actually attempt to fix her fuck-up. I hope she dies of cancer. That's not a flippant comment. I genuinely hope she does.
Little Fella's still teething and having a rotten time of it. I think he's up to about fifty seven of them by now. Still at least he'll have a nice smile. We had some friends over for a little BBQ on Easter Monday, that was actually quite spiffing though a tad stressful as it was the first time I'd 'catered'. :D I'm just relieved they've not got food poisoning. Mind you I've not heard from them since early afternoon. I hope they're okay!
Today I woke up with a lump of wax rattling around inside my right ear. It's very annoying and I've named it cunty as it's a bit of a cunt. I hate earwax.
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