The Truth Hurt

I was in bed but early in the morning I just couldn't sleep. Something was on my mind that I just cannot forget. Instead I got dressed and went for ealy morning run. I'm still able to run into the city and back - which I was surprised about. Despite it being 5 a.m. there were still a few people hanging around in the city center.

I took a look behing 'Frank's Bar' and found someone curled-up asleep on the concrete floor. I tried to destroy some dustbin-bags but failed. I spotted a freegan looking for food in the bins. ( A taxi driver informed me that the council have shortend 'Kebab house' licenses. It's to stop the people travelling to work in the morning bumping into the people still on their night-out, drunk buying their kebabs.)

Ran home - but the f*c*ing shower is broken ...FML

Have to find new place to live soon...

I've been Tired

Woke quite early - but spent all day in bed listening to depressing music... Forgot it was the peace camp at Norwich Forum. Finally made it into Norwich at about 5pm. Drank coffee and was ignored... Walked about a bit. Bumped into Ga Chun Yau. He was waiting outside 'Norwich Arts Centre' with a bunch of kids. He told me he was on a photography assignment. He looked embarrassed to be standing with a bunch of kids, or was he embarrassed to be seen with me..? Dunno. Wished him goodluck. Then back home to fill an empty cup with lots of tea.

SeaFood Sunsets

Spent most of my day in bed with my arm still strapped unable to move watching youtube. Gave my dad a bottle of rum and card for farthers' day. For an unknown reason he can't drink dark rum - otherwise I wold have got Navy Rum and not the girlie Bacardi stuff...

My parents took me to eat at 'Cookies Crab Shop', known more generally as Cookies. I wasn't sure as to what to expect. Mum was telling me to dress warm, and also mentioned something about a shed. When we arrived at Salthouse I realised why my mum had suggested warm clothing. You have to pre-book at Cookies, which is why I was thinking it was a fish restaurant.... I was half wrong !!!!

Cookies is actually very awesome. A quick Google revealed that it had been mentioned on the 'Channel 4' websites' top ten fish-shops food category. It seems to be just a fish-shop, with a few tables, in an out-house building. Then there a few more tables in a shed or under a garden tent. The owners catch all the seafood themselves ( Salthouse is by the sea and in the middle of nowhere- which makes it abit querky and also charming.)

I chose Lobster Royal salad, as did my parents. It was quite a lot of meat for me, as usually I only eat mackerel or salmon - and other than seafood... I'm vegetarian...err... okay... piscasalian ??? whatever... (but I really don't eat meat really- I just like to prove I still can sometimes, if that makes some sense?) It goes without saying it was all very fresh and lovely. What wasn't lovely was the sexist man on the other table. Quizzing the Polish waitress whether she could cook...(yes, I'm sure this is her dream job - and oooh... you're so funny - can I keep my job if I laugh hard enough) and also the racists on the other table that think Japan Earthquake (of which is still feeling the effects and yet more tremors) is something to laugh at. Yeah - that's right, it's just me I guess ( I just can't find anyone to get-on with.) I still recommend a visit to Cookies Crab Shop the staff and owners are friendly, the food's fresh and well cooked, and it definitely is something different. No pretentiousness here !!!

I'm spending the rest of the night in bed, arm strapped, eating ice-cream. I secretly think it's pretty cool having a metal plate bolted to my right clavical. I've been watching youtube clips on surgery and now I want to watch the film 'Kickass' again

Cut You...

Woke at 6am for my second shower this morning. One before I slept and now that I have awoken. I needed to be clean using the anti-bacterial liquid the nurse gave me at the hospital. For hospital I packed a pair of slippers, some pyjamar bottoms and a rather fetching purple stripped dressing gown. Also a copy of the book ' The Facebook Effect' by David Kirkpatrick. Though later I opted to read through lecture notes on my eeepc.

After some questions to make sure everything was correct and a large arrow drawn on my shoulder indicating the area to cut, I changed into the gown, surgical stockings, my rob and slippers. I was tagged on one ankle and one wrist then walked to the theater. The anesthetist stated the wrong shoulder that would be operated on, I quickly pulled down my gown over my shoulder the large arrow made it clear that it was my right clavicle and not my left. The surgeon Mr Patel entered the room in his work clothes complete with blood stained boots...

After an injection I was asked some questions about UEA as I waited for the anesthisia to take effect.. My mind may have been playing tricks but I'm sure the last question I remember laughing at was, “ are you a member of any terrorist organisations ?” The last option from a list being ANC. I think I laughed-out-loud and was told that not many people laugh to that question. Next thing I was waking in th recovery room with a slight sore to my lower right hip. Obviously they had taken some hip bone to encourage the growth on my shoulder. I had entered for surgery around 12 noon time, and woke according to the clock on the wall at 2:10 pm.

When finally a bed had become available I was wheeled through the corridors on my trolly. It was quite enjoyable and i wished I had recored my journey to the ward on camera.


My right arm was totally numb and I was unable to move it. I sat telling myself that moving my arm would would just be a question of mind-over-matter (shows just how little I know about medicine.) I could bend m fingers in one direction but not the other, fascinating !!! I used my left and to raise my right and see if I could not hold it in position.. totally impossible !! Just like a dead piece of meat.

The nurses obviosly are doing a great job under challenging conditions. They have to make endless MRSA swab tests and fill paper-work – new forms that require more added detail. They brush-off abuse from old racist patients as if it were nothing. The old man across from me is particularly trying to make things difficult babbling to himself. Lights are out !! It;s 11:30 pm and the use of my right hand has been restored- hence I'm now typing this on my eeepc in the dark. I feel like I'm in an episode of the award winning BBC drama 'Getting On'. People are snoring and mumbling to themselves in their sleep...

The Badest Ballad of Bad

Today was Pentecost at Norwich Cathedral, apparently. After listening to the 'Bishop of Norwich' deliver his sermon and listening to the choir I creeped out just before you have to do that hand-shaking thing and wish people well. There was no easy way-out. So I had to hurdle the red rope obstructing my exit. The nice lady that sometimes speaks to me saw, and came rushing over to help. Even though I could have easily managed stepping over the rope, I had now caused a slight kerfuffle as I appologised not wanting to offend her. "See you next week", then I made my escape.

Outside Neros, as I drank my morning coffee there were lots of teenage girls sat on the floor outside H.M.V. Five large security men dressed in black supervised them. They were waiting for J.L.S whoever they are ?

Did some C++, of which I should be good at by now - I'm not....

I have my operation tomorrow. I'm not too sure how I feel about that. It will obviously be strange to have a piece of metal supporting my collar bone.

Best of British

Didn't get out of bed until 16:00. I just couldn't. When I did finally rise I went for a walk around the city and drank coffee. I knew it would be a mistake, and it was. Watch 'The Spy that Came in from the Cold'.... Bought lots of sweets, though I didn't really need them. I also spent some of last night reading old entries into this blog. It's so embarrassing to read what I wrote - oh well.

Creature Comforts

A surprising turn of events !!! I was picked-up by my family to spend the day at 'Africa Alive'. Africa Alive is a zoo. It's actually the same people that own 'Banham zoo', which is situated close to where I grew-up in Attleborough. It's quite sad to see the animals in cages, but I was assured that the zoo is actively involved in conservation work; I have no reason to doubt that. I enjoyed the lemurs and the otters the best. There was a rather good display of birds of prey.

The Projects

It was the last day for 'CMP Third Year' project selection. I was supposed to discuss my selection with the supervisor but haven't. All three of my selections are with the same supervisor and security related.

Went shopping in Norwich City centre for a new bowl as I've managed to smash most of my kitchenware on our kitchen floor. Didn't buy a bowl, instead, I bought a chopping board a sharp chopping knife and a reduced in price tea-pot... GOOD-JOB !!!

I'm now sat in my room eating a box of FAB ice-lollies.... I really tempted to buy a Macbook... If I keep putting it off, in time I shall forget. But the University have just opened a MacLab. It's been sponsered by Apple; I gues to try and encourage us to use their products.

Hospital

It seems my right clavicle never healed properly and I'm in need of surgery. I had an appointment to see the specialist last week in which the surgeon tried his best to embarrass me. Waiting in the partitioned examination room in walked the surgeon and three women clasping clip-boards. I was wearing one of those strange gowns that they give you. The surgeon examined my shoulder and asked why my arm was covered in red blotches. The night before I epillated the whole of my arm and shoulder which left red Marks all-over. Suddenly he told me that I shouldn't have done it, and he couldn't operate until the marks had disappeared. He further examined my left shoulder and after measuring both clavicles with measuring tape prescribed me anti-biotics. Actually he was okay, I was just alittle embarrassed to be standing in front of the women. I will go for a pre-assessment Wednesday. Think he said something about taking some bone from my hip to encourage the growth around the metal plate they're shoving in.

Warm Silence

I've been listening to this; wrapped in blankets...

Gypsy the Dog

Unsurprisingly I've been so so lazy. Went to visit my mother in hospital. She seemed better today after the previous night being sick, a reaction to the anesthesia. On the way back to U.E.A I chanced upon a man laying on his back across the pathway. As I approached him he looked to have pissed himself. Someone previously cycled past him and gave a glancing look. I started to quiz the piss stained man without much success. He had a worn face, his lips had white puss and he smelt of drink. He tried to explain that someone had stolen his dog Gypsy. Can I find it for him ? eh, what ? After determining that he was just drunk I turned and walked away. As I walked away he was shouting TWAT !!! YOU CUNT !! An ambulance had stopped and asked me if he was okay. I indicated that he was drunk and they drove away. Hope he's not dead, still, I can't say I that bothered.

Fruit Juice and Fifty Pence Piece

No reason for this post - other than an odd thought that I will share with err... whoever.

um... scrap that. I changed my mind. I hate coincedence !!! There, I said it...

Or is it ?

What ?

Wish is my #CMD_SHELL

Since my last post I have spent alot of time visiting hospital. Firstly I managed to fall off my bike breaking my right clavical. It didn't hurt much though I sat concussed at the side of the street waiting for the ambulance for almost one hour. While I was waiting a few street people asked me for money and cigarettes. Also, just before Christmas, I was punched in the face. Blood was dripping over my face; later it developed into a black eye. I walked through coffee shop in the Forum to get tissue for my wound, I was alittle embarrassed. Everything is just trouble at the moment... though I probably been asking for it... work, famly life, money. I'll see what else I can get people to break for me for 2011.

ANGRY

COLD...

Free to do what I like...

According to the weather forcast today was going to be greAT !!! I wouldn't know, I spent the whole day indoors.. MUST ADJUST BODY CLOCK TO WAKE EARLY !! MUST GET READY FOR WORK AGAIN !!! Start university again Monday. I'm excited, but worried about how difficult things may get.

PRACTICE SQL COMMANDS..

Be Seeing You...

More strange dreams - from what I can remember involving cutting someones' throat and being covered in blood raining from and open heart. There was more strange stuff - but too fucked-up to publish.

Oh- I've been pefecting my pancake making technique...

Saw lots of people, and as expected it was a mistake to speak to them.

Bought a cheap weight lifting bench to hold my free weights. Whilst walking through the streets of Norwich there was the usual pushing and shoving. The highlight was when a pram was rolled over my foot...

Luke and Chris knocked on my door- it's still unclear why..

Scream and Dream

Had an odd dream last night... it was kinda like a mini nervous break-down. I seemed to be in a taxi screaming as loud as I could manage - hope nobody heard as they might have thought someone was being hacked to death..

When I awoke I didn't feel too bad, almost restful. Wish I could lucid dream - that would be very handy.

Chris has returned to Norwich from his summer holiday. We walked into the city for him to buy a bicycle lock and some food. I say food but in actual fact he bought crisps, some berries and yogurt.. I bought 8 FAB ice lollies for 97p and ate all of them before they defrosted. It was abit embarrassing walking through the city with Chris. He looks about 10 years old and I'm not sure about eating crisps in public, it just seems wrong.

Old Fart

I pplanned to cycle to the beach today to watch the sunrise - instead I sat all day indoors farting, eating crisps, and ice cream. Despite the fact that yesterday I bought nice healthy food from the local deli, a 26 pack of Walker's crisps has been left in the kitchen cupboard. By myself I usually manage to eat fairly well and stay-away from fatty food. The crisps are so tempting. I can't control my craving for fat..

Still, I might manage to do some sit-ups yet.. but not as many as I would like...

Stupid Old Bike

I tried drinking last night, GREAT. I guess that's why I woke today feeling completely drained of energy. Luke made me get-up and we turned the front room into a bike workshop. He replaced the shifter cables. It was actually a bit disturbing to see Luke. Someone left the front door unlocked and Luke decided to let himself into the house. I woke to him standing in my room wearing tight lycra cycling shorts. What is worse he insists on wearing the shorts with tightly pulled-up socks that defy gravity.

ATWA

Walked about in then sun wearing a GAP t-shirt made in Vietnam...

read basic string to numeric algorithm...BAH !!!