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I've not posted for a couple of days and finally got round to it.
Fireworks.
Every time of year this happens, without fail. Kids have stupid, poorly made dummies outside of garages and shops and they say "Penny for the guy?" when you walk past, then get offended when you set fire to it and throw it after them as they run down the street in tears. Well hey, spirit of the festival and all that. Don't jam your free newspaper into the legs of your dad's tracksuit, stick a stinking coat over a dolly and expect me to fork over my cash simply because you want to spend it on glue and Smash Hits stickers. Do what other kids do at other times of the year, steal from each other.
And why do these packrats never injure each other? They lob bangers about car parks and underpasses, yet not one of them will try and see how many he can fit in his toothless feral mouth will he? Why not? Who's gonna mourn this tool if he blows his jaw off? Not his parents, they're too busy screaming at each other on the lawn at 2am because he's "spent all tha fakkin' dole daaahn the fakkin' paaaaaarb".
I want these people put out of my misery.
The Central Line.
Epping car park. 10am. Full.
FULL????? Full because stupid, faceless commuters pack themselves into trains at 7am to slave into the city to make a buck to live on, then ride home shattered and catatonic at 7pm, staring at the floor and wishing they'd followed their heart instead of their mate.
Theydon Bois car park. FULL. Debden car park. FULL.
I have to drive to #####ing Loughton to catch a train to London at 11am to see a fat, bald lying toad about a job.
£24,000 does not sound remotely like £15,000 does it. Does it?
So why then act suprised when the already-late because of assface commuters bloke in front of you stands up and says "you must be bloody joking mate, I'm not taking a job for that" and leaves your office half-way through the interview. Somebody had told this bloke £24,000. Which is why he's sat in front of you. Which is why he laughs in your corpulent, big bald face and goes shopping in HMV. Because he's off to do teacher training next year and was only going to work for a few months anyway.
The Central Line. All car parks full by soul-less, faceless, grey, miserable, destroyed, dessicated commuters.
Teenage Boys after Dark.
Harlow is notorious for spawning these things. They are never there during daylight hours, but as soon as night falls, there they are.
They mass around Blockbuster/KFC/Chinese, all spitting furiously onto the floor and sharing Silk-Cut Ultra Lows.
They are like surly moths.
So if you want to rent a movie/buy some vile take-away, then you have to run the gauntlet of these crater-faced chimps. By "run the gauntlet", I mean walk past laughing and hoping one of them says something to you, so you'll have an excuse to visit fury and pain into their stupid Guy Ritchie-lite worlds. But they never do, they just go silent and try to exude toughness, when all they do exude is Lynx and pheremones.
But Saturday really, really took the prize for "What the ?". Me and mate go to cashpoint, it's about 10:30pm and raining. And there's a gaggle of these pseudo-wideboys gathered, as per usual.
But because it's raining, they've all crammed into those tardis-like public toilets you put 20p and the door swivels open.
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
You stupid bummers, all standing with each other in a toilet, door open and trying to be hard/cool.
Except you're all standing together in a toilet cubicle. Repressed? Not them guv, they were prime examples of alpha-males....yeah right.
A gang of 14yr old huddled in a bog.
Poofs.
I'm going to watch Blair Witch Project now and smoke, drink coke and prepare to recieve a guest tommorrow.
Being lazy rules.
Fireworks.
Every time of year this happens, without fail. Kids have stupid, poorly made dummies outside of garages and shops and they say "Penny for the guy?" when you walk past, then get offended when you set fire to it and throw it after them as they run down the street in tears. Well hey, spirit of the festival and all that. Don't jam your free newspaper into the legs of your dad's tracksuit, stick a stinking coat over a dolly and expect me to fork over my cash simply because you want to spend it on glue and Smash Hits stickers. Do what other kids do at other times of the year, steal from each other.
And why do these packrats never injure each other? They lob bangers about car parks and underpasses, yet not one of them will try and see how many he can fit in his toothless feral mouth will he? Why not? Who's gonna mourn this tool if he blows his jaw off? Not his parents, they're too busy screaming at each other on the lawn at 2am because he's "spent all tha fakkin' dole daaahn the fakkin' paaaaaarb".
I want these people put out of my misery.
The Central Line.
Epping car park. 10am. Full.
FULL????? Full because stupid, faceless commuters pack themselves into trains at 7am to slave into the city to make a buck to live on, then ride home shattered and catatonic at 7pm, staring at the floor and wishing they'd followed their heart instead of their mate.
Theydon Bois car park. FULL. Debden car park. FULL.
I have to drive to #####ing Loughton to catch a train to London at 11am to see a fat, bald lying toad about a job.
£24,000 does not sound remotely like £15,000 does it. Does it?
So why then act suprised when the already-late because of assface commuters bloke in front of you stands up and says "you must be bloody joking mate, I'm not taking a job for that" and leaves your office half-way through the interview. Somebody had told this bloke £24,000. Which is why he's sat in front of you. Which is why he laughs in your corpulent, big bald face and goes shopping in HMV. Because he's off to do teacher training next year and was only going to work for a few months anyway.
The Central Line. All car parks full by soul-less, faceless, grey, miserable, destroyed, dessicated commuters.
Teenage Boys after Dark.
Harlow is notorious for spawning these things. They are never there during daylight hours, but as soon as night falls, there they are.
They mass around Blockbuster/KFC/Chinese, all spitting furiously onto the floor and sharing Silk-Cut Ultra Lows.
They are like surly moths.
So if you want to rent a movie/buy some vile take-away, then you have to run the gauntlet of these crater-faced chimps. By "run the gauntlet", I mean walk past laughing and hoping one of them says something to you, so you'll have an excuse to visit fury and pain into their stupid Guy Ritchie-lite worlds. But they never do, they just go silent and try to exude toughness, when all they do exude is Lynx and pheremones.
But Saturday really, really took the prize for "What the ?". Me and mate go to cashpoint, it's about 10:30pm and raining. And there's a gaggle of these pseudo-wideboys gathered, as per usual.
But because it's raining, they've all crammed into those tardis-like public toilets you put 20p and the door swivels open.
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
You stupid bummers, all standing with each other in a toilet, door open and trying to be hard/cool.
Except you're all standing together in a toilet cubicle. Repressed? Not them guv, they were prime examples of alpha-males....yeah right.
A gang of 14yr old huddled in a bog.
Poofs.
I'm going to watch Blair Witch Project now and smoke, drink coke and prepare to recieve a guest tommorrow.
Being lazy rules.
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Take care Goatboy.
Remember that most people on this forum do care, and we sincerely hope your sister makes a full recovery from her injurys.
I know what you are going through right now, my older brother was involved in a bad bicycle accident 3 years ago. He was knocked unconcious, half of his face was torn off, and glass from his glasses shattered and cut him. All down to a driver who wasn't looking where he was going, and drove right smack into his bike.
He was hospitalised (on life support) for 3 weeks, Thanks to some amazing surgery, he's made a full recovery and just left with a few facial scars. They said he had 30% chance of survival. It was a tough and worrying 3 weeks and i'm just glad he's alive.
It's amazing how an accident can be so life scarring.
Remember that most people on this forum do care, and we sincerely hope your sister makes a full recovery from her injurys.
I know what you are going through right now, my older brother was involved in a bad bicycle accident 3 years ago. He was knocked unconcious, half of his face was torn off, and glass from his glasses shattered and cut him. All down to a driver who wasn't looking where he was going, and drove right smack into his bike.
He was hospitalised (on life support) for 3 weeks, Thanks to some amazing surgery, he's made a full recovery and just left with a few facial scars. They said he had 30% chance of survival. It was a tough and worrying 3 weeks and i'm just glad he's alive.
It's amazing how an accident can be so life scarring.
Hope everything is ok Goatboy.
Good luck.
(Don't want to say much more than that at the risk of sounding anything but sincere.)
Good luck.
(Don't want to say much more than that at the risk of sounding anything but sincere.)
Well I hope she makes a full recovery. I genuinely know what she is going through, I had my arm shattered in several places and nerve damage that lasted nearly a year. However I did make a full recovery.
I feel sorry for you too, you appear to be in quite a state. So take care.
I feel sorry for you too, you appear to be in quite a state. So take care.
hey goaty - WLT
it's about 1:30 saturday morning and this is the 1st time I've been home since I wrote on Wednesday morning.
Had about 5hrs sleep wesdesday night, back up to hospital at 11am and then went to her house and looked after brother-in-law/her husband, sat up until 5am Thursday morning, up at 8am to get to hospital to be with sis, went to be at 6am this morngin and up at 9 to go back to hospital.
I can't see very well and I'm not thinking right so forgive typos or bad grammar etc, I'm doing my best.
Sis should be coming home tomorrow. She snapped the bone in her arm between wrist and shoulder to the extent that it broke the skin and was poking out about 5 inches and completely shattered her wrist - surgeon showed us the polaroid they take before surgery and it's jagged bone sticking out and her hand laying against her wrist the wrong way, blue and badly smahsed
:(
Told her she would probably lose the hand and have paralysed arm, but they did wonders in surgery and she can now move her fingers a bit and feeling there - may be some movment restriction in a few months when it's healed but she will probably be able to use it as good ar normal.
Brother in law is bruised and battered and freaked out, but he saved my sisters' life and I will never, ever forget that.
They were doing 50mph along a duel carriageway and a car jumped the lights and tried to cross the road and they hit him head on.
The other driver is on life=support in a non-responsive vegetative state, he's brain dead and not expected to make a recotvery.
I've had so little sleep since I woke up Wedsneday morning and finding it hard to function now, but I'm going to bed in 15 mins and not waking up until I feel it, no alarms or any phone calls, then up to sis' place to help her settle back in home, brother-in-law isn't really well enough himself to look after her.
I feel bad for the other driver, but I also am angry that he jumped the lights to get where he was going a couple of minutes earlier, he almost killed my sister and her husband, and it was only brother-in-law actions that they survived, he tried to swerve and then kicked passanger door open when car was smoking and dragged my sister out and away from the car.
I know I've written this badly, sorry it's not usually how I write but I am so, so tired and worn out.
Brother-in-law was saying that just aas they hit and were spinning, his life flashed before him and then it seemd like immediately they had stopped and it was silent and he thought "We're dead, this is what being dead is like" because there was no sound at all, no pain, nothing. But then he noticed smoke coming into car from engine, jumped out and draggesd sis out.
I can't write any more, I'm really sorry but i have to go to sleep now and then go see my sister and make her good again. Adrenalin & energy levels have crashed now things are calm and it's catching up, but no matter how tired I am, I am grateful to my brother-in-law for rescuing my sister and saving her life.
Thanks to Light for ringin and thanks to Scotty for taking me down to hosptial on Wednseday night, sorry we didn't get to play KOTR and I'll call you over weekend if you read this, I can't work my mobile right now and sleep.
don't leave your house on an argument with somebody because you may not get to say sorry.
Had about 5hrs sleep wesdesday night, back up to hospital at 11am and then went to her house and looked after brother-in-law/her husband, sat up until 5am Thursday morning, up at 8am to get to hospital to be with sis, went to be at 6am this morngin and up at 9 to go back to hospital.
I can't see very well and I'm not thinking right so forgive typos or bad grammar etc, I'm doing my best.
Sis should be coming home tomorrow. She snapped the bone in her arm between wrist and shoulder to the extent that it broke the skin and was poking out about 5 inches and completely shattered her wrist - surgeon showed us the polaroid they take before surgery and it's jagged bone sticking out and her hand laying against her wrist the wrong way, blue and badly smahsed
:(
Told her she would probably lose the hand and have paralysed arm, but they did wonders in surgery and she can now move her fingers a bit and feeling there - may be some movment restriction in a few months when it's healed but she will probably be able to use it as good ar normal.
Brother in law is bruised and battered and freaked out, but he saved my sisters' life and I will never, ever forget that.
They were doing 50mph along a duel carriageway and a car jumped the lights and tried to cross the road and they hit him head on.
The other driver is on life=support in a non-responsive vegetative state, he's brain dead and not expected to make a recotvery.
I've had so little sleep since I woke up Wedsneday morning and finding it hard to function now, but I'm going to bed in 15 mins and not waking up until I feel it, no alarms or any phone calls, then up to sis' place to help her settle back in home, brother-in-law isn't really well enough himself to look after her.
I feel bad for the other driver, but I also am angry that he jumped the lights to get where he was going a couple of minutes earlier, he almost killed my sister and her husband, and it was only brother-in-law actions that they survived, he tried to swerve and then kicked passanger door open when car was smoking and dragged my sister out and away from the car.
I know I've written this badly, sorry it's not usually how I write but I am so, so tired and worn out.
Brother-in-law was saying that just aas they hit and were spinning, his life flashed before him and then it seemd like immediately they had stopped and it was silent and he thought "We're dead, this is what being dead is like" because there was no sound at all, no pain, nothing. But then he noticed smoke coming into car from engine, jumped out and draggesd sis out.
I can't write any more, I'm really sorry but i have to go to sleep now and then go see my sister and make her good again. Adrenalin & energy levels have crashed now things are calm and it's catching up, but no matter how tired I am, I am grateful to my brother-in-law for rescuing my sister and saving her life.
Thanks to Light for ringin and thanks to Scotty for taking me down to hosptial on Wednseday night, sorry we didn't get to play KOTR and I'll call you over weekend if you read this, I can't work my mobile right now and sleep.
don't leave your house on an argument with somebody because you may not get to say sorry.
hope everyone was alright mate :(
I can sit at my desk, make a difference and get paid well. Environmental jobs rule.
Sorry to hear about your sister mate.
Sorry to hear about your sister mate.
I've been in a car crash myself, and I witnessed my younger sister getting mowed down by a speeding car a few years back, so I know how this must feel. You have my humble sympathies.
I meant to add something after my story post but I forgot ...
Sorry to hear about your news, Goatboy - hope your sister's wrist meands properly and that the other guy makes it. There's not a lot else I can think to say.
Sorry to hear about your news, Goatboy - hope your sister's wrist meands properly and that the other guy makes it. There's not a lot else I can think to say.
Goatboy wrote:
Dude, that sucks (understatement, but there y'go). Pass on my best, and more to the point are you okay? Must have been something of a shock.
> Life is strange.
> Tell somebody you love them.
Heh. Last time I did that...well, you're STILL getting bored to tears with the continuing saga!
As a side point, this is the good thing about ones best mate being a woman; I can tell her exactly how much I love her, and I won't get accused of being a gay, or a mental.
Dude, that sucks (understatement, but there y'go). Pass on my best, and more to the point are you okay? Must have been something of a shock.
> Life is strange.
> Tell somebody you love them.
Heh. Last time I did that...well, you're STILL getting bored to tears with the continuing saga!
As a side point, this is the good thing about ones best mate being a woman; I can tell her exactly how much I love her, and I won't get accused of being a gay, or a mental.
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