Time check: 4-ish “I am here for the ‘full’ treatment,” I declare after dousing my hand in sanitiser and walking over to the reception. At this point, I don’t know what that entails and I’m pretty sure I sound like Bane because of the mask. The lady behind the counter has been waiting her whole…
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The New Place. The Clinic
You’d think moving to a new place would mean a fresh start. See, my lifestyle may have been upgraded somewhat, but my immunity’s still a bitch. How was your Christmas Day? I got off to a decent enough start. You know, the sporadic load-shedding that suggests someone at the power company is sending you signals…
The new place. Week 01
Done with the first week at the new place. How was it? Well. . . My housemate has not been in since I got there. I think he was picked up and taken to the home for crazy people. I thought it might have been a business trip, but let’s be honest, which business trips…
Tooth Or Dare
First of all, I’d like to state that I am not trying to start a series of posts dwelling on one thing. It’s actually coincidental that there’s more where this stuff came from, so without prior planning a lot of it carries over and allows me to fill the cavities on my blog. Yes, I…
Not a snob…as such
I am not a snob. Seriously. I just like to think that certain things are beneath me. The problem is, I have the number one sign that someone maybe a snob. I am too bloody quick to defend myself and attempt to link myself to a certain class/group of individuals. You know that thing where…
The Combined Harvest
It’s been a while. I’d love to say I’ve been very busy. That life has been hectic and as such I have failed to do what I love doing, but that would be a lie. I’ve been lazy mostly. I’ve also done my fair share of procrastinating. However, life being what it is, you can…
because I got tagged. . .
The thing about getting tagged is that it robs me of my “mysteryâ€. Think about it. When I sit down and try to conversate with you, you will know me inside out and if I try to lie, you will call me out on my fib. Generally speaking you can read me like a blog…