I confess, I am petty enough to be pleased at the thought of the potplant and the other coping with the last work day before xmess without me fielding the phones, and doing more referrals than both of them combined, and two-thirds of the clinicians across all services on leave, and the traditional last-minute ward-dump of the three primary hospitals in our area, and two private hospitals, and 3 rehab hospitals... and entitled eastern suburbs princesses realising that having Nana to stay means helping her have a shower and surely there's a nurse that can come and do that (and why should I have to pay a private nurse? I pay my taxes and I was told that you have nurses so send one, don't tell me no, you're a public servant right? not doing a very good job are you?), and the woman whose man came home drunk and beat the shit out of them AGAIN (crying, at a friends house now but can't stay and nowhere else to go but home but so scared and he'll kill me if I call the cops), or the homeless woman who's been on an ice binge and has run out of money and places to stay and so now is a good time to go in rehab (screaming abuse), or the backpackers who just arrived from thailand and have this weird rash thing on their feet wots really itchy innit and a geezer at the hostel told them about the foot clinic so can they see someone, or the 8 or 9 "housebound" clients ringing up to complain that thier nurse hasn't arrived yet and they have to go shopping/to the hairdresser/to bridge club christmas lunch, or the guy who thinks he's a prophet and Jesus wants him to cleanse all the santa bullshit because santa is really just satan (12 minutes of insane rambling on this theme and threats of harm if I transfer him), or the GPs who are going on holidays and expect the community nurses to monitor just two or three of their elderly patients for the next month or so (the guilt trip one was the most fun "well I hope my 92yo blind diabetic lady doesn't misdose and go into a coma without someon monitoring her BSL's")... y'know, just as a random sampling of calls I dealt with today alone.

Good luck colleagues, have fun with it. And Merry Christmas.
quiregrrl: (Drama Queen)
I fucking hate this time of year... HATE. It's the worst time of year for my job, the week leading up to xmess is without fail fucking hideous, the demand on our services goes up dramatically and in response our clinicians reduce services available, and because I answer 95% of the phone referrals and inquiries I get to be the one telling 2 out of 3 people that they're not going to be getting a nurse, or a psychiatrist, or physio, or counselor... I've been at work an hour today and already I've had to tell a crying woman wanting counselling related to domestic violence that we can't help her until after the 9th of January. She's at a friends house, bruised and scared and crying, and reaching out for help and i get to be the asshole who says "sorry, it's christmas, we can't help you". Merry Fucking Christmas. I gave her phone numbers for shelters, and other counselling services, but the chances are that they're going to be fully booked and unavailable as well.

Meanwhile everyone in the office is getting into the "spirit of christmas", our desks are wrapped up like giant parcels, there are morning teas and afternoon teas at the drop of a hat, every chance to stand around and gossip and be loud and obnoxious is leapt upon with alarming alacrity, and every time I frantically windmill to signal that I'm the phone and they need to SHUT THE FUCK UP i get rolled eyes, not to mention the constant subtle (and not so subtle) bullying to join the festivities. I'm here to do my job, and the work of my colleagues as well apparently, I greatly resent being told I'm "ruining it" for everyone else by not joining in every fucking moment of standing around, sipping orange juice or cheap wine, and having the same stilted conversations about lunch with the in-laws and hoping the weather is nice on Sunday. Seriously? By staying at my desk and doing my job I'm ruining that otherwise scintillating social interaction?? I've managed to politely get out of most things so far by quite legitimately pointing out how busy the phone is and saying I'm happy to stay and answer it. My "manager" (chief social bully) decided we're going out for lunch today however and organised someone else to come answer the phones and take messages, so I "have no excuse to be antisocial". The level of personal anxiety i have around this is overwhelming. And I can think of at least 20 other excuses, and quite a few valid reasons, to be antisocial.

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and in the way of work vs LJ, it's now 4:30pm, lunch is over and I survived it but it's still really busy, and ... yeah... i know i sound like a whiny whinger and i need a spoonful of concrete but it's just... i don't love this time of year anyway, i'm not sleeping well, so i'm not really at my emotional toughest (which, lets face it, is not very tough even at it's best), and so all that plus the brunt of work stuff has just been... wearing.

Less than an hour to go. So glad I managed to get tomorrow off. So so glad.
via my favorite food blog at the moment, Stonesoup, which is all about simple, minimalist cooking, lots of meals that use 5 ingredients or less, and can be ready in 10 minutes or less, and a focus on healthy wholesome food. And surprisingly tasty!

Dressing:
Tablespoon of seeded mustard
2ish tablespoons of sherry vinegar (I couldn't find sherry vinegar so i use red wine vinegar, which is also nom, apparently other good substitutes are rice wine vinegar, champagne vinegar, or white wine vinegar)
4ish tablespoons of good extra virgin olive oil

Salad:
Large head of broccoli, or two small ones
1 Avocado
handful toasted almonds (I prefer slivered almonds)

Mix the dressing ingredients in the bottom of a large bowl.
Chop the broccoli into little bitty trees
Use a spoon to scoop small chunks of avocado out of the skin
Chuck in the almonds
Gently toss/mix all together so everything is covered in the dressing.

Serves 2 as a meal itself, or 4 as a side accompaniment.

So very delish, I've made this a few times now and love it.

gif-o-rama

Oct. 7th, 2011 04:17 pm
This llama CRACKS ME UP!










NSFW )
Ange, for some reason I thought of you when I saw this...



I read an interesting article from the Femmes of Color Symposium Keynote Speech (Oakland, CA 21/8/11) a couple of nights ago... and I'm not sure I agree with all of it, and some of it I found a bit challenging (which I acknowledge is probably down to my white middle-class privilege) but one bit that did resonate and make me nod in agreeance was what she was saying about embracing ugly, and the magnificence of bodies that are outside the normative standards of beauty...


"We must shift from a politic of desirability and beauty to a politic of ugly and magnificence. That moves us closer to bodies and movements that disrupt, dismantle, disturb. Bodies and movements ready to throw down and create a different way for all of us, not just some of us."

and

"There is only the illusion of solace in beauty. If age and disability teach us anything, it is that investing in beauty will never set us free. Beauty has always been hurled as a weapon. It has always taken the form of an exclusive club; and supposed protection against violence, isolation and pain, but this is a myth. It is not true, even for those accepted in to the club. I don’t think we can reclaim beauty.

Magnificence has always been with us. Always been there in the freak shows—staring back at the gawking crowd, in the back rooms of the brothels, in the fields fresh with cotton, on the street corners in the middle of the night, as the bombs drop, in our breaths after surviving the doctor’s office, crossing the border, in the first quiet moments of a bloody face after the attack is done. Magnificence was there."


I like this a lot.
I just cleaned out my bag because it was full of soothers wrappers and tissues and bus tickets and was annoying the hell out of me. In the process of cleaning it out, I marvelled at the stocktake of exactly what is in there.

My every day bag contains:

A notebook
Glasses case
hairbrush
pocket knife
paracetamol
ibuprofen
hair ties
hair clips
hair stick
lipstick
chapstick
ventolin
pencils - 3 regular lead pencils, 1 purple, 1 green
eraser
sharpies - red, blue, aqua, pink, black
box cutter
keys - 3 sets of house keys (mine, best boys, best girls), best girls spare car keys, work ID and access swipe card.
Phone
breath mints
mini lighter
mini pack of tissues (needs to be replaced)
the book I am currently reading
coin and card purse
water bottle

Macgyver could relaunch the Space Shuttle with the contents of my bag :)
quiregrrl: (Drama Queen)
I have a serious case of the tanty-sads today... I feel like I want to just crawl into someone's lap for snuggles and pats and I can't, which makes me want to stamp my foot and throw a tanty coz it's NOT FAIR!! Tanty-sads.
cut for whinging )
[livejournal.com profile] doctornurse gave me a link which is rather cool, so I'm pasting it here for reference: 100 Things To Do When You're Upset"
Originally posted by [livejournal.com profile] deathpixie at Signal Boost: Return of the DDoS
For those wanting to know more about the recent DDoS attacks, yes, it looks like it was the Russian government trying to shut down the dissidents again.

As I said last time, while it's frustrating not to have access, LJ is a lot more than a social network platform. From the article:

"LiveJournal isn’t just a social network. It’s also a platform for organizing civic action. Dozens of network projects and groups mobilize people to solve specific problems — from defending the rights of political prisoners to saving endangered historic architecture in Moscow."

So while I know many are considering the move over to Dreamwidth and other such sites, supporting LJ is a way we can help support those who use it for more than a writing/roleplaying/social venue.


Also, as a FYI, LJ is giving paid users effected by the outage two weeks of paid time as compensation.





Via [livejournal.com profile] razorsharpblade
The gravel is lava!! don't fall in!!



Okay, is bedtime, nighty-night!



also, i discovered cleverbot today... have a discussion with an AI bot, potentially hours of time wastage. It's kind of like talking to a moderately intelligent person, who's a bit wasted, and prone to passive-aggressive statements and random tangents.
I find it disconcerting when my hormones respond to very masculine blokey cismale creatures... i can only put it down to not-so-latent breeding imperative... there's a tradie in our office who's trying to install a new powerpoint, and he's tall and broad and softly spoken with a thick Scottish accent and he has a spectacular scar down the back of his arm from about halfway along his forearm and disappearing into his short sleeve shirt and it's VERY distracting... okay maybe it's half latent breeding imperative and half scar fetish :)

The tradie and his helper are trying to feed an electrical conduit down through the wall cavity from the ceiling to near the floor, and having lots of trouble getting it there, leading to this conversation just now -

Helper: Can you feel it?
Tradie: No nothing yet oh wait stop, that's it, pull back a bit, yep, yep, I think I've got it, now push it through
Helper: it feels like it's stuck
Tradie: yeah, push hard
Helper: I can't get it through
Tradie: can you feel me tugging it?
Helper: nah
Tradie: fook, I can't bend this up any further without doing damage, I'm just going to have to keep it up against the wall ... ok, pull back a bit and try again
Helper: it sounds like it's banging against something metal, is there something metal in there?
Tradie: Mate I don't know what's in there, could be anything
Helper: It's still not going through
Tradie: Mate, we've got to get it down there somehow or I've done this hole for nothing.

They've now been in the office since 10am, minus half an hour for lunch... at least they're making me giggle now :)

Oh yay they just got it... "keep going, all the way, is it tight?" ... trying not to giggle out loud :)
Chocolate gets rid of persistent coughs, better than drugs do!

Barnes and colleagues gave 10 healthy volunteers tablets containing: theobromine, a constituent of cocoa or; codeine, the cough suppressant against which other drugs are measured or; a placebo.

Those given theobromine needed about one-third more capsaicin to produce coughing than those who took codeine. Codeine was only marginally more effective than the placebo at preventing coughing.

[source]

Huh...

Apr. 18th, 2011 04:50 pm
GEMINI (May 21-June 20): A hellish hassle, a private sadness, a shameful secret, or looming clouds of 'no one could possibly understand' self-separation—any of these, flipped on their head for the countervailing view, could comprise the makings of a coming-together or a movement, the grounds for feeling less alone than you have in quite some time, Gemini. The deciding factor is whether you'll risk your pride as someone who doesn't jolt or jar the surrounding listeners with too strong a personal tale, in order to unapologetically be who you actually are at this moment in time. Tell the tale, unadorned with qualifications or exceptions intended to spare others their discomfort. Your social skills are your life preserver. Where there is camaraderie and connectedness (no matter how much of a 'downer' the issue connecting you may seem), you will find the spark to reignite a fire in you that you've feared had been forever snuffed out.
Also, it's MEEEEEEEE!!!!!!


I'm exhausted, it's been a long week, and it's not done yet... I have to be in the office at 7:30am for overtime again tomorrow... my reward for doing that will be Roller Derby with best boy and best girl tomorrow night, huzzah!!

it will not look like this:

Although that would be cool too :)

This makes me happy :)


True story: from age 14 - 19ish I was obsessed with James Dean, half of my bedroom was covered in posters of him (the other half was covered with Axl Rose, whole other story)... this is still one of my favorite series of pictures of him :)


This makes me so happy :)
I am waaaaaay overdue for a proper journal update, I will make the time soon, I promise myself.

In the meantime, busy fantasising about being the meat in this sandwich :)

Or the thorn between two really fucking sexy roses :)

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