I'M NOT AT WORK!!

[the_siobhan]

I am not working tonight. I am not working tomorrow. Hot fucking damn. I have no idea yet what I am going to end up doing tonight, but I do not intend to let this go to waste. I suspect it will involve beer, and I bloody well intend for it to involve sex.

Raar.


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I know exactly what I am doing tomorrow, the wife and I are going to go git ourselves somma that there culture. We're going to catch a play or two at the Stratford Festival.

The last play I saw there was a Chekov. Which is when I discovered that I love Chekov.

One of the women I work with is Russian, and when she discovered that this weird borderline-looking individual with the scary haircut had not only heard the names Tolstoy and Chekov and Kafka, but could actually talk about their writing, she decided that I was Cool and warmed up to me immediately. And loaned me a bunch of books. I am currently wading through her copy of Master & Margarita by Bulgakov. And it's wonderful -- seriously twisted and surreal and funny social commentary besides.

Maybe I should lend her some Findley and Richler and Ondajie just to keep things even.


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One of the women I work with gets called Sybil by a few of her co-workers because of her radical mood-swings. She can go from friendly to bitchy faster than anybody I have ever seen. (And I hang around with Goths and French people, so I know of which I speak.)

Her bitchiness is a weird mix of in-you-face and passive-aggressive. She won't actually directly address the fact that you did something to piss her off, but what she will do is make loud commentary about it while glaring at you to ensure that you know for sure you are the one she is talking about.

People react to this in a variety of ways. Mostly by complaining about it behind her back. One guy told me he flat-out refused to talk to her for several weeks after she did it to him.

She did it to me today and I couldn't help myself. I burst out laughing.

I think the people I work with find my reactions a little odd. There was a screaming, hissing, spitting cat-fight between two people once that had the entire place in an uproar for days, and the entire time it was going on I was hiding behind the stacks of blood boxes with a corner of my lab-coat stuffed in my mouth trying to muffle the sounds of my laughter.

Working in places like this remind me of just how little I have in common with normal people.


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I have a date for my surgery.

I have already instructed the people at work that if the East
General Hospital should happen to put in a call for extra blood
on September 9th, they will fucking well give it to them.

And yeah, I'm scared out of my snot.

One good thing, I checked out the goverment Employment Insurance website, and it looks like I'm covered by them for time off. So all my friends can stop nagging me to remember to rest. (Sheesh. I think I've been called stubborn by every single person I know in the last couple of weeks.)

Now my only concern is not going completely nuts from all this relaxation.


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I took one of those on-line longevity tests a little while ago.

It says I'll live to be 32.

Much hilarity ensued.

Comments

[hellsop.livejournal.com]

"I'm so damn goth I've been dead for almost a decade!"

beer and sex are very good things.

[50-ft-queenie.livejournal.com]

I know exactly what I am doing tomorrow, the wife and I are going to go git ourselves somma that there culture. We're going to catch a play or two at the Stratford Festival.
Ooo, what are you going to see? I really want to get to Stratford this year. King Lear is at the top of my list.

Now my only concern is not going completely nuts from all this relaxation.

We'll bring you loads of books and comics and on weekends, we'll all come and hang out at your place and watch everything from B-movies to the entire series of Twin Peaks. You'll do shitloads of writing and finally finish that novel.

How does that sound for a start? Oh, and we'll bring you sushi. Lots and lots of sushi.

Boring in bed

[the-siobhan.livejournal.com]

Ooo, what are you going to see? I really want to get to Stratford this year. King Lear is at the top of my list.

We saw Richard III and The Scarlet Pimpernell. It's the first time I've seen either play so I really liked them, I think bcholmes was less impressed.

We'll bring you loads of books and comics and on weekends, we'll all come and hang out at your place and watch everything from B-movies to the entire series of Twin Peaks.

Sounds good, but watching tv/movies drives me bonkers after a while. Seriously.

You'll do shitloads of writing and finally finish that novel.

I'm actually hoping that happens.

Oh, and we'll bring you sushi. Lots and lots of sushi.

Oooo, now yer talkin'.

Re: Boring in bed

[50-ft-queenie.livejournal.com]

Sounds good, but watching tv/movies drives me bonkers after a while. Seriously

I believe you. ;) There's only so much of that I can do as well.

However, you are going to be bedridden for the first few weeks after surgery. A former co-worker of mine had the same surgery, and was off work for two months. She said she was surprised by how tiring simple acts like getting out of bed and going to the washroom were.

So, what else can we do to amuse you while you're recovering? Play Scrabble? Trivial Pursuit? Read you stories? Do a striptease?

[ferretboi.livejournal.com]

That longjevity (sp? tired) test proves that you are undead and not to be triffled with. ;) I'm glad you will have income when off and I'm glad you are getting time off work if anyone deserves it it's you. :) It was good to see you tonight and hope you hav e a blast with the wife, I'm jelous it's been far far too long since I've been to stratford (not since Grade 13) and I long to go and see real theatre (nothing against local theatre but it just aint stratford) any how... Glad things are good and I hope you got some good hard sexing in there. :)

[reddragdiva]

Hey, I reverted from thirty-something to nineteen. I don't see why you can't do the same.

"Then, every year, on her nineteenth birthday ..."

Revenge of the Crusties

[the-siobhan.livejournal.com]

But I like the fact that I'm turning 40. I feel like I've beaten the odds somehow.

Look! Old as fuck and still haven't moved to the suburbs!

Re: Revenge of the Crusties

[reddragdiva]

I moved to the suburbs, then moved back to the city ... right now I'm in the suburbs, but I'm stuck here, so that's different.

[zero-gravity.livejournal.com]

stubborn!
there i said it too..

as for the sex all weekend...
*cough* remind me to turn up the music. hehehe.

I can imagine you laughing at the woman quite well. Good for you. What was her reaction? Did it serve to enrage her?

grrr. I am at work now. Freaking on call week!

[the-siobhan.livejournal.com]

stubborn!
there i said it too..

And it is now unanimous...

as for the sex all weekend...
*cough* remind me to turn up the music. hehehe.

Don't worry. We got that out of the way while you were still at work. *grin*

I can imagine you laughing at the woman quite well. Good for you. What was her reaction? Did it serve to enrage her?

She kept going, but she stopped talking quite so loud and broke eye contact. I think her script doesn't allow for a lot of variation.

grrr. I am at work now. Freaking on call week!

Ick. Sympathies. I hope they are at least paying you well for sucking up your life like that.