This is something that I hope I will read back many years later in my life so that I check that I still have not grown up too much. So the title of this post is a word that was born whilst at Laura's birthday night down in Camden. Once we started talking about Cheeser's life during education it very quickly became apparent that she was a total spacka (of course) and that instead of her spending time in the classroom like all the other "Normal" kids. Her and the rest of the window lickers had to go outside into some sort of special needs wig-wam or "Spak-wam" all passing round some sort of educationally dead "Retard-pipe". Anyway I hope as I remember this when im old and grey ill giggle and maybe feel that once I actually used to make myself laugh.
Ok so after that joy of joy's. Back to what has been really happening in my world of late. The whole uni thing has started to move along, albeit slowly, which is all very exciting.
I have just about sorted the access course that I have to go on that will allow me to get in to uni itself. I am pretty sure now that it's what I want to do and I reckon by the end of the access course I will know for sure that it's something that I would like to go to uni for for. Even if it's not I suppose it's still something good to have on the CV. But I really hope it is something I can settle on.
Back from Poland! Back from Poland and my body has given up. No really. It just up and said
"Right fat cunt! YOu wanna be a wanker and treat me like some sort of loser, then thats fine. GAME ON!!!"
After my body had said these very intelligent words. It gave me a cold, headaches, bad throat, achy bones, bad temper, tiredness. These on their own would be fine however the fact that Ralph got swine flu whilst we were away and had to get the special flu medication I was starting to think that I HAD been slightly harsh to my body. However not happy with just all the above it then throws the curve ball and decides that it's going to give me a cold sore. They are minging!!!!
Didn't entirely know what it was at first as at the same time I produced a lump on the bottom of my jaw the size of a golf ball. I started to think something was up and went off to the docs.
DOCTORS ARE WANK STAINS!!
The doctor in her infinite wisdom turns to me after poking and prodding the lump for 2 mins putting me in table grabbing pain. "Well im not sure what it is so just have a paracetamol". It doesnt get better and actually my throat gets worse so now i cant really have anything but soup. Off to the doctors again.
"Ah well you have a cold sore. However it's infected now as you didn't get it treated early enough (fucking split arses fault), you have a secondary infection. Thats why your glands are up and swollen and you have a very bad throat infection (here comes the money shot....). However im glad you have that gland there. See thats what they are for. They stop any infection getting into your blood stream. If that had happened, YOU. WOULD. BE. DEAD."
..........Im not saying any more.
SO yeah he has now given me the tablets I should of had in the first place and hopefully back to work Wednesday. Time off good. Throat and not being able to eat properly bad!
Poland was grand. I honestly thought it was going to be a shit hol and full of people that hated the english just like every other county we end up in for holidays. However I was totally wrong and actually it's a great place and lovely people. Vodka was without doubt the biggest thing in the holiday. I dont like vodka. We drank lots and lots and lots of the stuff. Its great. I have now secured a website where I can ge Polish vodka to my door and i brought back 4 litres to make sure that when the time comes I can actually have my new best drink vodka and apple juice. I took a few pictures but not many.
Hopefully this will be the entry that I look back on and say that this was the point it all stared. The point in view would be that of starting to look for my family tree. It's something that I got interested in after speaking to my cousin Clark who has been doing it for ages now and has gotten very far I think. It's not some easy decision to do I think because actually it's not that easy of a thing to do. Hopefully by the end Im going to be able to produce some sort of slide show or picture thingy that I can show mum and dad and Elliott to show them the real roots of Mum's side of the family. Clark (cousin) has done all of Dad's side of the family so hopefully i'll be able to steal his stuff and add mine onto it to give a full view and picture of everyone peeps. Very fun and lots of work im sure but to be honest aynthing that stops me from drinking myself into oblivion is a good thing I reckon lol.
Next would be an update on tattoo status. I have't added new pictures for a while so I think ill add the ones I have in a sequence. It's been going slow at the moment, as we have come to expect with Nick. I don't mind it taking longer because I know that in the end he is going to make it look wicked. However I really wanted it finished this year and I doubt that is going to hppen to be honest so im going to ask him if he can start putting longer periods aside for me so I can get it done this year, I wil urt more but it's only while you get it done. After he stops it's fine so I reckon if I can get my ears done the way I have then I can stand to get tattooed for a little longer.
There was a 3rd one but I have somehow deleted it and I really cant be arsed to put it on. However those give you a good idea of what it looks like at the moment.
Birthday soon. Im not a big birthday person. To satisfy the Cheesman and just for any excuse I thought we could go camping for my birthday. Off to the new forest with people coming from near and far to join in the fun with lots of booze and food to follow. I hope it's going to be good. It normally is when you go camping because it's not something you do all the time. And I love the camping goodness. Im not really intending on slumming it so blowup double beds and duvets will be there and I will be making lots of lovely food to take along so that we dont have to have the usual shite that we normally do.
Off now to sleep and watch tv. Read a book for a bit. Sleep. Pee. Sleep. etc etc.
Oh musn't forget. This picture below is to remind myself why on gods good earth that cats do not rule the world and to finally decide the age old issue of dogs are better.
I mean seriously what the feck is that!!!