Archive for May, 2002

In pharmacology, all drugs have a generic name:

Tylenol is Acetaminophen, Aleve is Naproxen, Amoxil is Amoxicillin, Advil is Ibuprofen, and so on.

The FDA has been looking for a generic name for Viagra, and announced that it has settled on Mycoxafailin. Also considered were Mycoxafloppin, Mydixadrupin, Mydixarizin, Mydixadud, and Alimpdixafixit. And of course, Ibepokin.

guess how much i spent on a bottle of dried tea today from Aveda?

it’s yummy — made from peppermint, chamomile and licorice — its also a rip off but im addicted to it!

Well I took some time off work this morning to go to the doctors. A right waste of time and money that was. I realise they can’t perform miracles but a little sympathy wouldn’t go amiss.
The docter thinks it’s not arthritis but has refered me to a specialist…which can take up to a year to get an appointment. So I said what I shall do in the meantime? He said take some aspirin. He was bloody useless.
I sais “so how do you explain the numbness, the stiffness and the pain?” He didn’t seem to know.

I think I shall make another appointment with another docter at a later date.

I’m still in a bad way physically: my fingers are partially numb (makes typing fun), I wake up in pain with my hands (it kinda feels like cramp but it’s not), my right knee hurts when I bend it/put weight on it, my back kills oh and my knuckles are extremely stiff. I know I need to go to the docters again but it’s a bit hard when you finish work the Health Centre has closed.

I found this amusing reader’s letter in the Metro newspaper today:

I’ve just seen the new Star Wars film and noticed that Yoda hobbles slowly in public using a cane for support. However, towards the end of the movie, he abandons his cane to rush an evil Jedi with a lightsaber before launching into a series of high kicks. After the fight, Yoda picks up his cane and begins hobbling again. There can only be one explanation for this behaviour. He is fraudulently claiming benefit. Hopefully the Empire will clamp down on that sort of thing.
– R Pollock, Edinburgh

One of the quality items we have for sale in the Factory Shop is: a Westlife lap tray! It has pencil style sketches of the whole band on a tray with a convenient polystyrene bean filled bag underneath. Perfect for eating your tea on in front of the telly. During the advert breaks you can swoon over the “quality” sketches of your favourite band. The price of this rare and “beautiful” item is only £3.00! What a lovely bargain!

PAST:
first grade teacher’s name: Mrs Thirkettle though I’m not American so it wasn’t first grade :p
last word you said: £1.50 pleases (for a bus ticket)

PRESENT:
what’s in your cd player: Apoptygma Berserk – 7
what colour socks are you wearing: bare feet
what time did you wake up today: 7.00am

FUTURE:
where do you want to go: China
where are you going to live: in bed
what kind of car will you have: A smart ka

CURRENT:
current mood: tired and stressed
current music: Apoptygma Berzerk
current hair: red and spiky
current clothes: slobbing about clothes
current annoyance: pricing shoes at work for 7 hours
current longing: a new job and a social life
current desktop picture: rikku
current book: Vermillion Gate – Aiping Mu
color of toenails: red and glittery
current time-wasting wish: ebay
current hate: The Factory Shop (where I work, no we don’t sell factories)

White dog poo ~ this strange phenomena featured in my 80′s childhood too!

fuckky fuckky fuck fuck

I just knocked my full cup of tea over…all over the computer and mouse, an answering machine, a beige carpet and my dad’s antique carboretta leaflet (apparentlyworth something). The answering machine is now not working and the beige carpet is now a tea coloured carpet in places.

Today in the news it was announced that Diane Pretty, suffering from Motor Neurone disease died. I am glad she died because it was what she wanted. What is sad and disgusting that euthanasia is illegal in this country. It was her life and therefore her decision if she wanted to continue it or not. Unfortunately due to the nature of her disease she could not kill herself and therefore end her suffering. Credit goes to her husband who was freely willing to help her if the courts ruled in their favour. Sadly she was made to suffer longer and face the painful death she was scared of.