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So anyway.
This was going to be a post about how even in the short time I've been back nursing I'm pissed off with it again. Not the nursing, per se, but that's exactly the point. If I wanted to be an administrator and cleaner, I'd do it during the day.
I got a 40 minute break last night. I leave for job #2 in a little over an hour. Hope I don't fall asleep at the wheel...
Oh, and Slay popped in to work last night on the way back from the Zico gig to tell me how it all went. (While I did insurance forms. I'm so diligent.) He not only got to roadie for them (with Chris' girlfriend's brother) both at load in and out, but also got to have a ride in the blue van. He's got three day's driving/roadie work for them next weekend... and I could go too, if I wasn't. Fucking. Working.
Oh yeah. I'm so chuffed.
And they (Zico, that is) might be supporting Black Rebel Motorcycle Club (waits for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
rockfic to squee) at Oxford - on a wednesday night, which means I can go... I'll just have worked a night followed by a day before I go to the gig. Hmm.
But instead of having a long-ass whine about how badly my working life sucks and how revoltingly jealous of my husband I am, I'm going to show y'all some pictures that cheered me right the fuck up whenrdyfrde posted them on the RF boards late last night. Two this morning, hackshully. Good job I work alone, because when I saw them I screamed - and I mean hollered, top of the lungs stuff.
( Here be new Gamma Ray publicity shots - and damn, but don't the boys look GOOD? )
Sooo. I'm going to poke around the 'net for a bit, then go to work. *Sigh* And hope that Zico, when played loud enough, will keep me sufficiently awake not to die in the screaming battlezone that is the A34 at rush hour!
Oh! And before I forget. I downloaded an Ayreon album last night - The Human Equation - and fuck me, it's awesome. :D I thinkrdyfrde has managed to convert me... ;)
This was going to be a post about how even in the short time I've been back nursing I'm pissed off with it again. Not the nursing, per se, but that's exactly the point. If I wanted to be an administrator and cleaner, I'd do it during the day.
I got a 40 minute break last night. I leave for job #2 in a little over an hour. Hope I don't fall asleep at the wheel...
Oh, and Slay popped in to work last night on the way back from the Zico gig to tell me how it all went. (While I did insurance forms. I'm so diligent.) He not only got to roadie for them (with Chris' girlfriend's brother) both at load in and out, but also got to have a ride in the blue van. He's got three day's driving/roadie work for them next weekend... and I could go too, if I wasn't. Fucking. Working.
Oh yeah. I'm so chuffed.
And they (Zico, that is) might be supporting Black Rebel Motorcycle Club (waits for
rockfic to squee) at Oxford - on a wednesday night, which means I can go... I'll just have worked a night followed by a day before I go to the gig. Hmm. But instead of having a long-ass whine about how badly my working life sucks and how revoltingly jealous of my husband I am, I'm going to show y'all some pictures that cheered me right the fuck up when
rdyfrde posted them on the RF boards late last night. Two this morning, hackshully. Good job I work alone, because when I saw them I screamed - and I mean hollered, top of the lungs stuff.( Here be new Gamma Ray publicity shots - and damn, but don't the boys look GOOD? )
Sooo. I'm going to poke around the 'net for a bit, then go to work. *Sigh* And hope that Zico, when played loud enough, will keep me sufficiently awake not to die in the screaming battlezone that is the A34 at rush hour!
Oh! And before I forget. I downloaded an Ayreon album last night - The Human Equation - and fuck me, it's awesome. :D I think
rdyfrde has managed to convert me... ;)
