Saturday, April 03, 2004
In deep waters
Spent the better part of this evening playing pool with P. (There. Changed it for your benefit!) I'm sorry it didn't make you feel any better...
So my time here is coming to an end. It's been a pretty good holiday, I've packed in my share of mindless relaxing, time with friends, mum-placating, mundane chores (eg running a twenty meter network cable in our attic from one room to another at considerable risk to life and limb, and concealing the wire after), laptop and desktop shopping, parent-computer upgrading (Gods I sound like such a geek...) and meeting new people; that last wasn't on the cards when I started the holiday, and was a pleasant surprise.
So re-minisce is rejuvenated, and recharged and ready to face his real-life again, no?
Pause.
Noooooooooooooooooooo. I want more holidays!! sniff.
And I miss my dog. He's been gone many years now.
Ah well.
******
It has come to re-minisce's attention that there are Speculations being thrown about. One always suspects Speculations when the blog-comments dwindle but the hit-rate rises exponentially.
So re-minisce has this to say : Read it Again. Slow-ly. All of it.
And please stop dispensing useful advice to re-minisce, since his response will be this : I'm very good at not-thinking about things. I learnt from a master (or perhaps, mistress?) after learning from myself how to get around my natural birth-inclinations. I'm also very good at separating realities. This reality, here and now, in forty eight hours will be completely supplanted by a completely different reality. My voice, and my accent will alter drastically, the air temperature will fall twenty degrees, and the gears and cogs (??!) in my head will grind to a halt as the electronic PCBs kick in. Oxygen 15L/min, Aspirin 300mg po, diamorphine 2.5 mg iv stat, clexane 1mg / kg, recheck ECG 15 min, standby strep / retiplase...
and all this here, and even all that Then will fade into the background.
And I'll be happy. Not that I'm not, now - I am. But it's a different kind of happy.
Oh yeah, and of course I'll be worried silly taking the train to work.
Spent the better part of this evening playing pool with P. (There. Changed it for your benefit!) I'm sorry it didn't make you feel any better...
So my time here is coming to an end. It's been a pretty good holiday, I've packed in my share of mindless relaxing, time with friends, mum-placating, mundane chores (eg running a twenty meter network cable in our attic from one room to another at considerable risk to life and limb, and concealing the wire after), laptop and desktop shopping, parent-computer upgrading (Gods I sound like such a geek...) and meeting new people; that last wasn't on the cards when I started the holiday, and was a pleasant surprise.
So re-minisce is rejuvenated, and recharged and ready to face his real-life again, no?
Pause.
Noooooooooooooooooooo. I want more holidays!! sniff.
And I miss my dog. He's been gone many years now.
Ah well.
******
It has come to re-minisce's attention that there are Speculations being thrown about. One always suspects Speculations when the blog-comments dwindle but the hit-rate rises exponentially.
So re-minisce has this to say : Read it Again. Slow-ly. All of it.
And please stop dispensing useful advice to re-minisce, since his response will be this : I'm very good at not-thinking about things. I learnt from a master (or perhaps, mistress?) after learning from myself how to get around my natural birth-inclinations. I'm also very good at separating realities. This reality, here and now, in forty eight hours will be completely supplanted by a completely different reality. My voice, and my accent will alter drastically, the air temperature will fall twenty degrees, and the gears and cogs (??!) in my head will grind to a halt as the electronic PCBs kick in. Oxygen 15L/min, Aspirin 300mg po, diamorphine 2.5 mg iv stat, clexane 1mg / kg, recheck ECG 15 min, standby strep / retiplase...
and all this here, and even all that Then will fade into the background.
And I'll be happy. Not that I'm not, now - I am. But it's a different kind of happy.
Oh yeah, and of course I'll be worried silly taking the train to work.
