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Bye then!

December 12th, 2008 (04:08 pm)

So after 71 years of picking letters and numbers, adding sums and dealing with the sexual advances coming from dictionary corner Carol Vorderman has waved a farewell to Countdown.

I can remember coming home school, storming upstairs to get changed, and finally heading for the door when suddenly the old man shouted at us.

"Get back here!" he yelled!
"There's a new channel starting and it's not often that happens. I doubt you'll see it again until you're my age so you can sit and watch this!"

So we sat.

And for half an hour we stared, in silence, at multi-coloured number 4 on the screen.

"Roger, should we all be watching this?" asked mother.
"Yes we should! Four channels! FOUR CHANNELS wife! It'll not happen again in our lifetime!"
"But I've heard this channel is going to be a bit rude!"
"Not before midnight, they wouldn't dare!"

And during this conversation the music had started and as the announcer spoke my father told us all to shut up.

So we sat and watched Carol and Richard take us through the first episode of Countdown.

It was so boring... but we were young... younger than Juzzzy... we wanted to go out an play!

As the years have gone on I've become a fan and now she's gone I'll miss her. I thought she'd do a Whitely and be there until her death!

God bless you Carol, and all who sail in her!

Rob [userpic]

I've changed my mind.

December 12th, 2008 (02:16 am)
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In a recent blog entry I did a review of my 2008. It was another meme shamelessly stolen from some other blogger, hopefully credited as such, and I filled it in with all the enthusiasm I could muster given that I'm currently on nights until Des comes back from his holibags!

One of the questions (and my answer) was this:

8. What was your biggest achievement of the year?
Not backing down.

The answer was connected with the allegations I made about a member of staff at work. I stuck to my guns, as they say. Well working tonight has made me think that I want to change my answer, and here is why.

As most of you know I work in a centre for people with challenging behaviour and learning difficulties. Basically it's a whole myriad of mental health issues all mixed in with physical difficulties. These people are all adults. The youngest in the department I work in is 22 and the oldest is 44. I think. I may have this wrong but lets not argue as it's close enough.

I work in a unit that looks after four lads. Four of the most violent lads. In fact most staff around the place won't come in and those that will want us to be their bodyguards.

We'll call the lads Tom, Dick, Harry and Jeff for the sake of not wanting to call them A, B, C and D. Tom, Dick and Harry all live in one unit but Jeff has his own as he's not very good around other people. Including staff. His unit is, quite literally, a one minute walk from our main unit, and all his care is given by our staff.

So, Tom, the eldest, doesn't talk. He grunts. He does have his own sign language which is very similar to normal sign language and we communicate with him in that way. He is rarely violent but sadly when he goes he really goes! He doesn't use his fists. He sometimes kicks but mostly he rips off cupboard doors and wallops you with them. Thankfully, due to our training and the other excellent staff, he is most kept calm but as mobility is not an issue with him when he hits out he can aim very very well.

Dick can talk. And does. Often. He sings as well. More often. It's very hard not to get attached to this chap as he's so kind and gentle. Say no to him and he'll beat you senseless but saying "soon" or "we'll see" usually calms him.

Harry, like Tom, does not talk. He grunts and points. That is as much as his communication skills allow but after working with him for a while you get to know what he wants from his mood. His mobility is fine but his hand and eye co-ordination is not very good. He is very violent. He is more violent than the other two, and quite often, but mostly it's towards himself. Banging his head on the wall, banging his teeth on door frames and so on. Occasionally he goes for staff but it's not personal, it's just at whoever is there at the time. He also has some very disgusting habits.

Jeff has his own place as he's not very good with other people. He is violent towards the staff on nearly a daily basis and the only reason the other service users don't get it from him is because we work very hard to keep him away from them. He cannot talk properly but can say some words and he knows what he wants. We use a set of pictures to get messages across and this works very well.

So now you know about the lads let me tell you a little something about me.

You'll notice one of the things I've talked about is how violent the lads are on occasion. Well there was a time when I too was violent and I often think I still could be if put in the right situation.

I was drinking with friends in a pub once, when I was 19, when an argument broke out between one of my friends and a stranger over drinks. I walked over to try and calm things down and offered to buy the guy a drink. Ray walked off, I bought the guy a pint and as I walked off I heard him call Ray a cunt. I asked him to repeat it and he decided to spit in my face instead. Something I fucking hate. So a fight broke out with my throwing the first punch.

I come across as a camp little gay bloke who'd run away rather than fight but I think most of that stems from knowing and seeing what I'm actually capable of and knowing I should walk away. I'm not tall but I'm broad and it's not all fat (okay most of it is) and I trained in Ju-Jitsu for 13 years. I'm not trying to say I'm some hard-nut, far from it, but I know I can look after myself.

I've digressed a little here.

The question is the meme was, as seen above, what has been my biggest achievement of 2008?

Well in this last year I've been attacked twice by Harry and five times by Jeff. The two times Harry has got me I've ended up in A&E and of the five times Jeff has got me I should have gone to A&E at least once but couldn't be bothered. I've had my finger nearly broken, my chest scratched, had five shirts torn and my head butted. I've been thrown against a wall repeated and my vision is still not right from the last attack.

So am I proud of getting beaten up? Is that my biggest achievement? No, not at all.

But not fighting back is.

Animal instinct brings on the fight or flight mechanism when faced with these situations and in the past I'd have fought back. I don't think I'd have been typically violent towards them but I'd certainly have done anything to stop being hurt. When Jeff had my shirt and was swinging me into the wall repeated I let him do it. I let him carry on and get it out of his system. I knew he wasn't aiming his frustration at me personally, as anyone there would have got it that day. When Harry head butted me I took myself out of the area. When he grabbed my finger and tried to break I used the training I'd had in work to get away from him but instantly went back to him to make sure he was okay as he'd thrown himself to the floor.

I hate taking praise as I rarely think I deserve it and I think there are people better than me that need the praise more than me but right now I'm praising myself. I'm very proud of who I've become and I'm proud of what I do for a living.

Yay me!

Rob [userpic]


December 12th, 2008 (01:24 am)
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I am truly ashamed that my last few entries have either been meme's stolen from someone else or pictures!

I will not let this happen again.

I am a sheep.

I should be shaved as such.

If it's any consolation I'm currently working on an entry about Heath Ledger. I've rewritten it a feck load of times as it just sounds like I'm an evil wanker who didn't like him, which is far from the truth! Well.. the not liking him isn't true but as most of you know I really am an evil wanker.

Right, I've got six and a half hours left at work so I'm off to play some WoW and maybe think about what to write... oh and I suppose I'll go check on the resi as well! Make sure he's still breathing and hope I don't get beaten up again! I hate that I can't fight back!

Rob [userpic]

Tooken from Kwetzal

December 11th, 2008 (07:36 am)

1. What did you do in 2008 that you'd never done before?
Accepted that getting beaten up is part of my job.

2. Did you keep your new years' resolutions, and will you make more for next year?
Well you see I did but not straight off. I've given up smoking. I didn't do it successfully in January but as 2008 ends I can say I'm entering 2009 as a non-smoker. Of course, we've still got 20 days of 2008 left so things could change!

3. Did anyone close to you give birth?
Oh yes indeedy! My brother and his partner gave birth to a beautiful baby girl (Chloe Rebecca), my cousin gave birth to a gorgeous baby boy (James Kenneth) and my best friends gave birth to a very handsome little gentleman (Ruaidhrí Brian). 2026 and 2029 are going to be expensive birthday years! Oh my god... I'll be 53 and then 56! Shit!

4. Did anyone close to you die?
Okay, I'm going to say no as I don't recall anyone close to me dying but I'd like it noted that should I have forgotten I will feel very very guilty about it. There may even be tears!

5. What countries did you visit?
Germany, Wales, England and Ireland.

6. What would you like to have in 2009 that you lacked in 2008?
My wedding.
A MacBook Pro.
More hair on my head but less on my body.
World peace!

7. What date from 2008 will remain etched upon your memory, and why?
April 29th - Chloe
June 1st - for reasons I'm not going into.
September 9th - Ruaidhrí

8. What was your biggest achievement of the year?
Not backing down.

9. What was your biggest failure?
I don't know.

10. Did you suffer illness or injury?
Well there was my finger that the service user buggered up, oh and then there was the head-butt from the same service user which lead to a ten day headache and vision which is still shit and I'm just waiting for my Ophthalmic appointment.

11. What was the best thing you bought?

14. Where did most of your money go?
On gadgets, going out, flights and chinese food!

15. What did you get really, really, really excited about?
Berlin and my iPhone.

16. What song will always remind you of 2008?
Duke Special - Sweet Sweet Kisses.

Compared to this time last year, are you
17. Thinner or fatter?


18. Richer or poorer?
I'm richer in friends but poorer in health and dosh.

19. What do you wish you'd done more of?
Naked hand-stands through Eyre Square.

20. What do you wish you'd done less of?

21. How will you be spending Christmas?
Pissed and fat.

24. What was your favorite TV program?
Prison Break (Mmmmm Millllller!), Dexter (woo hoo! - love Dexter!), Heroes, Little Britain USA.

25. Do you hate anyone now that you didn't hate this time last year?
Nope. Still only hate two people in this world. And I mean physically hate!

26. What was the best book you read?
Hmm... Don't know.

27. What was your greatest musical discovery?
Duke Special

28. What did you want and get?
An iPhone

29. What did you want and not get?
A wedding.
Another tattoo
A new camera

30. What was your favorite film of this year?
Erm... I don't know.

31. What did you do on your birthday, and how old were you?
I was 35.

32. What one thing would have made your year immeasurably more satisfying?
A trip to Maidstone, Yorkshire, London, Canada and San Martine.

33. How would you describe your personal fashion concept in 2008?
"Because I want to!" (Come on... Rupert Trousers, No socks! - I'm a fashion icon not a follower!)

34. What kept you sane?

35. Which celebrity/public figure did you fancy the most?
Can I pick more than one? Jensen Ackles, Wentworth Miller, Stephen Gerrard... the list goes on...

36. What political issue stirred you the most?
The Lisbon Treaty

37. Who did you miss?
My friends... but my aim is getting better.

38. Who was the best new person you met?
More than just one... all from work... Whytey, Shelia, Chris (night staff not useless cunt!), Ryan, McNamara, Kiki (work not blogger), Corinne, Tom, Ber, Gilly... the list goes on!

39. Tell us a valuable life lesson you learned in 2008
Sometimes a smile is a silent cry for help.

40. Quote a song lyric that sums up your year:
"There were sweet sweet kisses at the start."

Rob [userpic]

First sentence of the first entry of every month (Stolen from UnknownJ)

December 7th, 2008 (11:39 am)

Back to reality.

Respond to this, ask for a year to write about, and write a post about what you were doing in that year

This has got to be one of the greatest pop vidya's I've seen in a long while!

In the last twenty-four hours I have twittered...

Wondering if I could ring in dead?

Heading off to Shannon Airport

On Saturday and Sunday Brad and I decided to move a few things about in the house!

Pissed off that I'm not getting any Twitters!

"Washing machines live longer with Calgon!"

I am covered in tea leaves.

I have called in sick today.

He stood at the front, next to his friends, looking like the perfect gentleman.

Rob [userpic]


December 6th, 2008 (08:46 pm)

Cole goes back to her roots...

Dannii's surgery is a success, the penis is gone, as is the facial stubble!

Rob [userpic]

Happy Birthday Baby

December 6th, 2008 (09:53 am)

Happy Birthday Brad.

I love you x


Rob [userpic]

Tooken from Smitty

December 2nd, 2008 (05:47 pm)

[A] Available: No

[B] Best concert: Erasure - Circus tour

[C] Current clothing: Flip-flops, polo shirt, rupert trousers

[D] Dirty little secret: Erm... it's still a secret

[E] Eat at the most: Anywhere that sells chinese food.

[F] Favorite band: Erasure

[G] Gummy bears or worms: Neither

[H] Hometown: Galway

[I] If I weren't in Engineering: I'm not in engineering.

[J] Junk food: Chocolate.

[K] Killer moment: There are so many!

[L] Listen to me: YES!

[M] Music to chill to: Kokomo Jokomo

[N] Number of siblings: Many

[O] One wish: I can't tell you my one wish.

[P] Person you'd love to meet: Jesus

[Q] Quantum Physics: There is nothing difficult about it.

[R] Reason to smile: Life

[S] Start in your career: ??

[T] Time you woke up: 3.00pm

[U] Underrated band: Duke Special

[V] Vacation: Yes please

[W] Website you rely on: www.iamlanders.com or www.google.ie

[X] X-rays you've had: More than I'm actually allowed

[Y] Your favorite artists: Dali

[Z] Zodiac sign: Gemini

Rob [userpic]

Another night shift and WoW

December 2nd, 2008 (04:12 am)
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Well I'm back at work.

The parents of one of our lads take all the staff, lads and parents out for Christmas meal every year and that was tonight. I got to go as there was no point being at work as everyone else was at the meal.

They only do it for out bungalow but they involve all the staff, old and new, and the other three lads who live there with their son and the parents of these lads. It was a lovely night. I had to leave about 9.30pm as one of our lads began to get a bit bored and had started to look for heads to butt - yes it was him! The others arrived back, quite happy, about 11pm.

I think it's admirable that the parents would do this. After all we're getting paid to be here, it's not as though we're volunteers. I thanked them before I left and both of them told me it was the very least they could do and that they were pleased I came. The both shook my hand and told me how grateful they were for the work I do with their son. Looking at them I'd say they were being quite sincere and that made me feel good about myself.

Well, it's 3.30pm, I have evening chores to do. I've done most of them but then I decided to play a few hours on WoW. I've started in a role playing realm and OH MY GOD the people in there are so funny! Some need help and I imagine them sat at home dresses from head to toe in epic gear with a chair fashioned into an epic flying mount. Thankfully I've met up with some people who like to have a laugh so most of our role play is very much over the top. In fact to an outside we look like the cast of Crossroads (the ITV soap not the film) trying to perform scripts in the style of the American soap Dynasty with the scripts written by failed writers for Neighbours. The problem comes when real RPers (Role Players) try and get involved. I died the other day. Not an uncommon occurrence given my hand and eye co-ordination (I blame the lack of hearing) and thankfully in the game when you die your ghost appears in a grave yard (which could be fucking miles away from your body) and you have to run back to where you died and resurrect. Obviously they have to have something like this or the game would be very boring if you had to start from level one every time you died. I did once play a game where you lost half your gained experience, basically halving your characters level, every time you died which I think is a better way as it gives you a reason not to die.

Anyhoo, I digress... so I died... well you'd think we were in an episode of ER! (Not Casualty - it's got far too boring!). Suddenly my body is surrounded by people, some of which are wailing and crying about what should happen if I step into the light, none of which I've actually met or know in any way. What's worse is that there is no actual coding for half the stuff they're doing so all you see on the screen is my lifeless corpse with people kneeling by me doing absolutely bugger all! So I pointed this out to one of the guys I've got pally with. He see's this as an opportunity to play havoc!

Picture the text/chat window if you will... keeping in mind that characters are not moving!
Lomaran is me.
Atreb, Pelan and Yan are true RPers.
Gretta, Michael and Con are the mischief makers I hang around with.
Anything written brackets (( )) is Out Of Character chat (OOC). If it's not in brackets it's IC! (In Character!)

Gretta begins chest compressions on Lomaran.
Pelan says "Atreb use magic! You know these human methods never work!"
Atreb says "No, I have no mana, I used it all fighting the Defias and haven't had chance to meditate yet!"
Gretta wonders if she'll hear a rib break!
Yan says "Everyone stand back, I shall invoke some totems!"
Michael says "You wanna be careful! I hear invoking is against the law!"
Lomaran wonders if anyone has called 999 yet!
Pelan says "((Dude! Not cool!))
Con takes out his iPhone to dial 999 but then sees he has email and forgets what he was supposed to be doing!
Atreb says "Yan where are those totems?"
Yan says "Coming! It's not an instant* thing you know! It takes a lot of energy!"
Pelan says "Lomaran if you can hear me come back to us!"
Lomaran turns his hearing aid on
Lomaran says "What?"
Gretta continues with chest compressions even though Lomaran is alive just so she can hear a rib break!
Michael says "Gretta you know you're not moving don't you?"
Gretta says "What?"
Michael says "You're not actually moving. Do you think you are?"
Gretta says "Shit! Do I have frozen sydrome again!"
Con says "Frozen Syndrome! Nooooo! It's that frost mage, he did it to you!"
Con points to Atreb
Atreb says "What?"
Michael says "You've damn well frozen her! He's dead and you've frozen her! You're a great mage you are!"
Atreb says "But..."
Atreb cries
Atreb says "I'm so so sorry! I didn't mean to! Sometimes my wand just touches people and I don't realise!"
Michael says "Likely likely!"
Lomaran wonders if Gary Glitter tried the Wand Defence!
Con sees his iPhone has frozen and wants to blame the mage but knows it just needs a firmware update!
Phelan says "((RP guys!))"
Con says "((We are!))"
Phelan says "((iPhones?))"
Con says "((Yeah I bought it off a gnome in Ironforge! Cost me 190gold and then 45gold a month for 18 months!))"
Lomaran hears the distant ding of a microwave!
Lomaran says "Sounds like dinner is ready!"
Atreb says "Fucking n00bs!"
Atreb makes a rude gesture at Lomaran, Con and Michael.

It carries on for a little while with people either joining in the fun or slagging us off. On the whole it was a very enjoyable evening! It's fun in the RP realms but it's a bit tooooo strict for me.

Well it's not 4am so I suppose i should go and do those chores. Then I have a doovde or two to watch.


*Actually totems are Instant Cast! I know, I have a shaman on another server

Rob [userpic]

Mr & Mrs Duggan

December 1st, 2008 (10:29 am)

He stood at the front, next to his friends, looking like the perfect gentleman. So handsome and so dashing. The look on his face as his future wife, only seconds away from gaining that title, stood in the doorway was a look that showed pure love and admiration for the woman that would soon be stood next to him. There was also a little flash of fear.

She stood there and watched her soon-to-be sisters-in-law, her best friend and her sister walk up the aisle in front of her. She looked stunning. Her hair, so long, a harsh comparison from the style she'd had when I first met her, was so perfect and in place. Her dress, lovingly handmade by her mother, looked spectacular.

As the ceremony finished and they walked down the aisle as Mr & Mrs Duggan the happiness across their faces was immense. They walked hand in hand and I felt honoured to have been there, to have done a reading and to be their friend.

Happy Anniversary Mr & Mrs Duggan.

Love you x

P.S. It's time you started blogging again!


Rob [userpic]


November 29th, 2008 (12:57 pm)

Before I tell you how my hospital appointment went let me give you a quick rundown of the last couple of days. This way you should have a clear idea of the state I was in upon arrival at the hospital, let alone by the time I finally got home!

As I was going to working nights on Wednesday and Thursday I decided to stay up as late as possible on Tuesday. I do this whenever I'm going to be working nights and it always fails. I went to be bed at 2am. I woke up at 8am Wednesday morning. So in the afternoon I decided to go back to bed. If I could get a couple of hours then I knew I'd be fine.

I lay there awake.

So off I go to work. Wednesday night is uneventful. I spend the night awake although I'm honest I think I dropped off for about five minutes during Groundhog Day. I don't know how long it was but I did that thing where you head snaps back and you take a deep breath in and wonder where you are and how long you've been there. Thursday morning one service user wakes up around 6am and is awake for the rest of the shift. He's a lovely lad but a bit annoying as he prods and pokes a lot and he's the one that head-butted me three weeks ago.

The day staff arrive and I can go home. By the time I get home I've been awake for 24hrs 45mins, approximately. Now I'm one of those people that finds it very hard to go to sleep without some sort of slight noise. Be it traffic, music, a radio or the television, either way if I don't have some slight noise it takes me ages to get off to sleep... unless i"m drunk. My gorgeous sis lent us Season 1 and 2 of Heroes and I've been slowly working my way through them as things in Season 3 don't seem to make sense so I put on the next disc, the third in the box, and crawl into bed ready to go to sleep.

As one episode rolls by (45 minutes long!) and the next starts I'm still awake. As the second episode finishes I can finally feel my eyes getting heavy an I think at most I see fifteen minutes of the third episode on the disc. So give or take a few minutes I'd been awake nearly 27 hours.

I wake up just before 3pm on Thursday afternoon. Four and a half hours of sleep. I lie in bed for another hour so I can at least get some rest if not sleep.

Come 9pm I'm back at work for the night shift. Six hours awake.

The night shift goes smoothly. Not much happens. I play WoW a bit and then look after the same service user who gets up early again. The night staff arrive early but as I'm due at the hospital at 9am I stay for a bit and have a coffee with them. I've now been awake for seventeen hours.

By 8.30am I'm at the hospital and they kindly agree to see me early as they know I've been on a night shift at the JPC.

So the doctor can't believe I've been back to the hospital so many times and no one has actually suggested seeing an eye specialist. She points out that unfortunately the eye specialist don't start until 10am so she suggests I go get a coffee and come back as she'd rather I didn't drive given the condition of my sight.

Come 10am I'm back, as ordered. She explains she's spoken to the eye specialists and they've requested a scan before seeing them to rule out any brain injury. The bad news is that the earliest they can fit in a scan is 2pm. As the doctor doesn't want me driving she asks that I stay around the hospital somewhere, maybe getting more coffee, and head back to the X-Ray department for 2pm. It's 10am. I've been awake for 19 hours, 11 of which have been work related, so I'm not in the best of moods. Being told I cannot leave the complex is not the best news I've heard and I decide to ignore it.

Once I've done some jobs in town I head to Mrs. Duggans for a coffee, which she supplies, and the worlds biggest chocolate eclair, which I supply buy from a wondrous bakery in Galway.

Coffee and lovely visit done with I head back to the hospital and into the X-Ray department for 1.50pm, ten minutes early which is just as well.

"What are you here for?" asks the receptionist.
"A scan," I reply.
"What kind of scan?"
"I don't know."
"Do you have you appointment letter?"
"No I didn't get one."
"So how do you know you should be here?"
"The doctor told me."
"Which doctor?"
"The doctor in A&E. She made the appointment this morning."
"And she didn't say what scan you were having?"
"Well you're not in the system from what I can see and without know what type of scan you're here for I can't check where you should be!"
"Well I'd guess it would be an MRI I'm having."
"Why would you guess that?"
"Because they want to see if I have a brain injury or damage to my eyes."
"Well I can assure you that you will not be having an MRI. It's fully booked for weeks."
"Then it'll be a CT scan."
"Will it?"
"Well yes as they want to look at my brain and eyes so it won't be an x-ray!"
"Right well lets look at the CT list."

She taps and the more I look at her the more I'm sure I'm dealing with Ireland's answer to Carol Beer.

"Oh here you!" she cries, "if you sit down someone will be out soon."

Sure enough, and more efficient than I expected, before I sit down a nurse is there and guiding me into the CT room.

I take off my glasses and hearing aid an put them in my pocket along with my phone and car keys.

"Oh I didn't see the hearing aid. Are you okay without it?"
I go to answer but don't get chance.
"I'm sorry," she shouts, "of course you're not or you wouldn't have it! Can you hear me now?"
I giggle a yes and she tells me to lie down on a very long and thing table. As I do everything falls out of my pockets. Her assistant holds me head still while the nurse rams blocks either side of my head, then shoves foam sheets between the blocks and my head covering my ears so that I really can't hear her now and then tapes my head down. I am not going anywhere... but I am lying down. Something I haven't done in nearly twenty four hours! The position I'm in mixed with the tiredness and the mood I'm in all seem to take effect and within seconds I can feel my eyes starting to close. I pinch myself and I'm wide awake and also angry because my thigh hurts where I just pinched it. Suddenly the idea that I'm angry at myself for hurting myself for trying to stop myself for asleep makes me laugh and as I giggle away I see the nurse wave her hand in front of my face and tell me to keep still.

Next thing I know the whole table moves and I'm being pushed into a massive doughnut, something that I would probably enjoy should it have been a real doughnut. Fifteen minutes later I'm out and and being told to go back to A&E, which I do.

It's not 3pm. I've been awake 24 hours and my mood is slowly going down hill. On the verge of screaming I point out to a nurse how long I've been awake and that I've been in A&E since 8.30am. Okay, I haven't but they think I have! She gets a doctor and tells him off, quite obviously worried that I might make an official complaint and before you know it he's leading me into a cubicle and telling me that the results aren't on the system so he'll go and ask them personally.

He comes back and tells me that there is nothing on the scan so he's rang the eye specialists and they are going to see me now. It's now 4pm. Twenty-five hours awake. The doctor puts drops in my eyes which dilate my pupils.

Now I'm here because of sight problems. My left eye won't focus and my pupils look like this.
Can you see the difference in size?

After the drops they go from this
Look at how red they are! Ha!

To this
I look stoned!

A porter arrives and escorts me to the eye clinic. As we're walking I know he's talking but he's in front of me and I'm buggered if I can make out a clear word. We get to the department, he wishes me well, I thank him and again I'm waiting in a reception.

Without looking at me a woman says "Do you wear glasses?"
"No," I say wondering what she'll do.
"Oh, it says here you do!" then she looks up and sees them sitting on my nose. She sighs and tells me the specialist will me with me shortly.

Finally I'm lead into another room by a german eye specialist with the worlds quietest voice. After the initial interrogation she stops flashing lights in my eyes and instead pours orange crap into them which stings like a bitch and runs down my cheeks. Soon enough she's poking about again and then comes at me with a needle!

"Erm... where is that going?" I ask with horror.
"I neeeeed to put a nerve weelaxencht into yor highs."
"Sorry I can't..."
"Oh don't vorry not viw ziss. I vill not beee injekting yoo!"

I relax and she carries on her examination. In the end, in her strange accent, she tells me that I possibly have a trapped or damaged nerve which is vibrating. It could last another few hours it could be another few weeks. It could also be something else! To find out fully I'll need a complete ocular examination which means another appointment in two weeks time.

It's now 5pm. I have been awake for twenty-six hours and I have no answer to my problems. Instead the end of the tunnel where all the daylight is has moved even further away.

"Go avay and go horme and vee vill zend yoo a letta viw an appointment in it," she says.
"Ok. Thank you," I say not really meaning it.
"Oh, 'ow did yoo get 'ere?' she asks.
"Erm.. I drove."
"Yoo cannot drive horme."

I can't argue with her as I know the mood I'm in what with the lack of sleep and lack of answers I'll just end up shouting so I just nod and leave. In reception I use their phone to call Brad and ask him to call Helen and see if MJ or Rachel can pick him and bring him to the hospital so he can drive me and my car back.

Once outside I realised that by the time Brad has got hold of Helen, MJ or Rachel and by the time they'd got to the hospital through the traffic, we're talking at least two hours, my sight would be back to normal so they'd be no point. I may as well wait and just drive back myself.

I rang Brad and told him his.

Then I walked back to the car. Sitting there I realised that I could quite clearly see everything in front of me... just not the stuff in the car. The speedometer was a blur, as was the radio, the clock, in fact most stuff at arms length or closer was a blur but the road ahead and the cars around me in the car park were perfectly clear. Well, the cars directly to my left and right were a bit hazy but the car in the space opposite mine was clear.

Once safely out the car park it was obvious that the drive home would be fine. Long but fine. Blurry but fine. Slow but fine. Dangerous but fine.

Just as 6pm arrived I pulled into our driveway. Stinging eyes, blurring vision not withstanding I'd arrived home safe.

I'd now been awake for 27 hours. Knowing my sleep pattern I know that if I'd have gone straight to bed I'd have been up at 1am and pissed off so I decided to stay up as long as possible.

Come 10pm... 31 hours awake... I was in bed. We watched the IT Crowd and then went to put a film on. Well come 11pm I was still wide awake and for some reason I had a fit of the giggles. The soon went away and the last time I remembered looking at the clock it was 11.15pm. Approximately 32 hours and 15 minutes awake.

I woke up at 8am.

Rob [userpic]

Yawn... again

November 28th, 2008 (07:17 am)

Well another long night at work. A long uneventful night.

Whytey didn't call as he said he would but that is something I've got used to by now. I shall call him tonight. We're on the same hours one day next week so I might see if he fancies doing something. Mind you, then I'd feel guilty as I've been on the same hours as many of the others and not suggested it before. Although I did with Ryan and Kiki but neither of them actually turned up! Not that I expected them to to be honest, they had been at work all day and I hadn't.

Well the day staff come and take over at 8am and as soon as I've given hand-over* I'll be off for the long drive** to the hospital for my follow up appointment about the head injury. For those of you interested I get a headache every other day which is sorted with paracetamol and ibuprofen but my eye sight is still fucked. It's only my left eye. The easiest yet stupidest way for me to explain it is to say it feels like my left eye is constantly trying to focus. Over the last week or so it also feels like it's a lot clearer than my right eye yet it's still trying to focus. My vision feels very unbalanced. Well we'll see what they say today. A few years ago it was my hearing. That's fucked (and I think my hearing aid is broken as well!) and now it would appear my sight is going as well! Very soon I shall end up like Anne Frank!***

I shall let you know how things go.

*Hand-over is where I tell the daystaff how the night has been and report on each resident. It goes like this - "Everyone slept well. Ger toiletted at 2 and 6." That's it. Then I'm out the door. I'm usually halfway out the door as I'm saying it!

**It should be five minutes but in the Galway rush hour traffic it'll be 45!

***Clerks 2

Rob [userpic]

Baby I love you but...

November 27th, 2008 (07:23 pm)
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Mr. Dunn, until you look like this you have nothing to worry about.


Rob [userpic]


November 27th, 2008 (05:48 am)

I'm at work.

On night for a week or so.

I have two hours to go.

All I want to do is sleep!

The lads have remained quiet all night and my report says as much.


Rob [userpic]

Frighteningly Accurate!

November 24th, 2008 (10:56 am)


Rob [userpic]

Tooken from SilentBob

November 22nd, 2008 (06:50 pm)

01. Name a movie that you have seen more than 10 times
Rebecca, Dodge Ball, The Sound of Music, What A Carve Up, Hot Fuzz, Serenity, Goodfellas, Fright Night 2... I could go on (said Lulu!)

02. Name a movie that you’ve seen multiple times in the cinema
Bladerunner, Exorcist, Independence Day, Texas Chain Saw Massacre... christ, again the list goes on...

03. Name an actor that would make you more inclined to see a movie
Christopher Walken, Goldie Hawn, Cloris Leechman, Lily Tomlin, Steve Buscemi, Roddy McDowell, Bette Midler... and so on...

04. Name an actor that would make you less likely to see a movie
Sean Penn, Jada Pinkett-Smith, David Hofflehass... and on...

05. Name a movie that you can quote from
I'm not going to answer this one as I'll bet I could quote from nearly every film I've seen. Silly question. Do you know what I did for a living many (six-ish) years ago?

06. Name a movie musical that you know all the lyrics to all the songs
I don't. I know a lot of the lyrics to the Sound of Music and South Pacific and Rocky Horror but I doubt I know ALL the lyrics.

07. Name a movie that you have been known to sing along with
Most musicals.

08. Name a movie that you would recommend everyone see

09. Name a movie that you own
Oh shut up!

10. Name an actor who launched his/her entertainment career in another medium but who has surprised you with his/her acting chops
I have no idea.

11. Have you ever seen a movie in a drive-in? If so, what?

12. Ever made out in a movie?

13. Name a movie that you keep meaning to see but just haven’t gotten around to it
Hmm... I can't think of one.

14. Ever walked out of a movie?
Natural Born Killers

15. Name a movie that made you cry in the cinema
Armageddon, Goblet of Fire, The Green Mile... I'm quite sure there are others.

16. Popcorn?
Hot, covered in butter and sugar.

17. How often do you go to the movies (as opposed to renting them or watching them at home)?
Not very often as it's miles away and I hate the amount they charge!

18. What’s the last movie you saw in the cinema?

19. What’s your favorite/preferred genre of movie?
I kinda like them all apart from Anime. Anime is bollocks.

20. What’s the first movie you remember seeing in the cinema?
Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs

21. What movie do you wish you had never seen?

22. What is the weirdest movie you enjoyed?
Donnie Darko

23. What is the scariest movie you’ve seen?
The Elephant Man

24. What is the funniest movie you’ve seen?
I have no idea. There are lots of funny films.

Rob [userpic]

Thump thump thump

November 19th, 2008 (11:28 pm)
current location: Mobile

Well my headache has come back with avengence. I happened to glance at myself in the mirror earlier and was amazed just how different the size of my pupils is. It's not like it's a slight difference... It's mafis!

I took a picture but want to crop it before I post it!

Looks like I may be going back to A&E sooner than I thought.

Posted via LiveJournal.app.

Rob [userpic]

Jam & Spunk

November 19th, 2008 (06:39 pm)

So my friend Samantha came to see us over. We had a great time. While she was here she told us a story about our friend Helen. Not the Helen in Ireland but the Helen who's 30th we went to earlier on in the year. See here and here.

So Helen, bless her, has always been a little erm... silly with her words. She doesn't mean to do it but she comes out with some classics and this latest is just the best so far.

She works for a recruitment agency and has to email many companies with offers of staff. She then speaks to these companies and asks them how they feel about the staff offers.

So recently these companies have been saying they're not receiving her emails but she's sure she's sent them.

She turns to Sam, in the middle of shopping, and very loudly says "Maybe I should I ask them to check their jam and spunk folders?"

Sam is asthmatic and this latest Helenism nearly killed her, as it did Brad and I when the story was recounted to us.

Rob [userpic]

Macrosoft Wintendo - Expect my letter!

November 19th, 2008 (01:51 pm)

Tuam, County Galway, Ireland

Mr. Microsoft,
1 Microsoft Way

19th November 2008

Dear Mr. Microsoft,

Nintendo and Mac should be honoured you find their stuff so good that you have to steal it.

When I first saw Windows Vista all I could see was a very basic... and I do mean basic... version of the Leopard operating system for Mac. There was nothing new or special about your product. The more I looked the more it became blatantly obvious that someone at Microsoft had been paid to look at Leopard and pick out the bits they thought the public liked more than others. Come on people, at least Win95 was unique! Okay okay so Win95 was basically just an improved version of IBM O/S 10 but lets face it, no one had heard of it or used it properly to warrant you getting found out. Sadly, now the Mac user is on the rise you're on the verge of looking stupid when you release new and innovative software which is really just copied - and done badly at that.

So, you try to make out that you're the best because you've got a new bit of software but really but people in the industry know you're just big liars.

Now I'm not one of those Mac people that thinks everyone should use a Mac! Heaven forbid! I'd have nothing to complain about for a start and what would happen to being elitist then? I will admit that PC's do some things better... but only because the software hasn't been written for the Mac yet*. I do, however, think that credit should be given where it's due.

So Mr. Microsft CEO, I think it's high time you said a massive thank you to Mac for giving you the building blocks of Vista and another thank you to Nintendo, seeing as how you stole the Mii and stuck on the Xbox 360, as well as giving the 360 a new Mac looking/based operating system.

Microsoft, I love PC's as much as I love Mac as essentially they are all the same thing but you make me angry with your plagiaristic ways. There is nothing wrong with PC's, nothing at all, Microsoft is the problem - the big problem.

You bunch of wankers. Did Gates retire because he was ashamed - I think so!

I hope this letter finds you well and I look forward to hearing your thoughts and opinions soon.

Kind regards,

Mac User.

*And probably never will be because if you can't do it on a Mac it's not worth doing!

Rob [userpic]

Some morning funnies for you

November 19th, 2008 (09:59 am)

I love Fail Blog!

Rob [userpic]

Bad Hair Day

November 19th, 2008 (08:52 am)

So yesterday I headed, with Brad, to my 9am appointment at A&E to see how I am after my head injury.

My headache has finally gone although today it appears to be back but only slightly but my eyesight is still screwed and today it feels worse. I'm seriously getting pissed off with this. The doc looked at my eyes and told me my pupils were different sizes and I have another appointment for ten days.


After having Sky News on for the last four hours I finally decided to switch over. As there was fuck all on I ended up watching something called "Just Shoot Me" so I'm going to do just that fly to America, find the producers and directors (can't blame the actors) and just shoot them. I consider this my civic duty.

Rob [userpic]

Oh. My. Shit!

November 19th, 2008 (08:25 am)

Well the tour is over so I supposed this, and all the other tat, was to be expected.

What's very wrong is that I know, I just know, I'm going to end up liking this and all their future work.

Out on the 24th November... go buy it!

Click here as they've now removed embedding! Bastards!

Gay called - it's for me!

Rob [userpic]

What the fuck?

November 17th, 2008 (09:32 am)

Rob [userpic]

My Sister

November 10th, 2008 (06:29 pm)

Ladies and gentlemen... I give you my sister.

Rob [userpic]

In off the red...

November 10th, 2008 (11:09 am)
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So there I was happily working away when one of out lads decided to start throwing himself against the wall.... again.

He does this a lot. So much so that his head is a strange shape.

He's quite obviously hurting himself so it's my duty to intervene. THe other member of staff I'm on with has taken another resi out for a bit so I'm on my own with the other two resis. A situation I'm quite happy with.

So, he's banging his head and I intervene.

As I said, I'm alone, so there's no way I can physically pull him away from the wall as he's a big lad and I don't want to hurt myself.

I call his name and try to pull his arm away back, hoping that will make him turn around.

Oh it works.

It works a treat.

It works so well he spins around and rather than head butting the wall he heads me! A might wallop on the left side of my temple. I stumble back, fall down, shake myself, get up, stumble around and finally make it to the office to sit down.

While rubbing my head I start laughing at the stupidity of the whole scenario.

Eventually my head starts to throb, my vision starts to go in my left eye and I'm being taken to A&E by another member of staff.

The doc in A&E tells me (after three hours) that my vision will go back to normal in three to four days but my head may ache for a week. Especially when I'm lying down.

Well he wasn't wrong there! Sleep was something I'd have welcomed last night but instead it evaded me other than the odd thirty minutes here and there.

So I'm off work now... days off not off sick... still with a headache but only a small bruise to show for it. At least the nausea has gone but I still feel tired.

I love my job.


Rob [userpic]

The UK just gets worse!

November 5th, 2008 (10:04 pm)


Today, every MP should have a copy of 1984. Every one of them should then look at this image
and then read the book. Twice.

Click here for the full story.

The British Government truly is a pile of wank. As much as I'm thankful I don't live there anymore so they can have little influence on my life my friends still do and I feel sorry for all each some a few of them. It may not be all his fault but as leader and as the figure head of Labour Gordon Brown should take some responsibility and apologise for being such a fuck up.

Okay, so he didn't personally make the mistakes but if Lesley Douglas can resign from Radio 2 for the crap that those two cunts pulled then Brown can fuck off as well! All Jonathan Cunt and Russell Cunt did was "a prank" - they didn't fuck up a country!


I'd like it noted that I have never like Ross or Brand and have always considered them vulgar cunts.

Rob [userpic]

Taking aim.

November 5th, 2008 (10:12 am)

So how many days in office will Obama manage before he's assassinated?

Personally I think he'll be lucky if he does a year.

Good luck to him.

Rob [userpic]

Questions, questions, questions.

November 4th, 2008 (11:42 pm)

1. Leave me a comment saying, "Interview me."
2. I will respond by asking you 5 questions.
3. You should then update your LJ/comment back with the answers to the questions.

Here's what SilentBob9484 asked me.

1) What do you miss most about the UK?
I miss being so far from my mom and my friends but that's about it.

2) What is the hardest part of your job?
Not taking the beatings personally.

3) What is your favourite place in the world?
Home - where ever that may be.

4) How do you want to die?
In my sleep like my grandfather, not kicking and screaming like the passengers in his car.

5) Obama or McCain?
Obama. McCain scares me.

Rob [userpic]


November 4th, 2008 (01:55 pm)

I have called in sick today.

I'm not sick.

I just can't stand working with Chuka - the guy that hates gays!

I hate that my job, and him, make me feel like this!

Rob [userpic]


October 31st, 2008 (11:51 am)

So what have I done since I last blogged?

Well I've moved onto nights for the week at work. I miss getting under the duvet with Brad but at least when I'm nights I don't have to deal with the two fuckers at work.

I'm looking for another job as talking to the management won't bring me any satisfaction and I don't want to move onto nights fully.

Other than working I've done a lot of WoW playing... which I'm about to go and do now as I'm really not in the mood to do much else for some reason.