Current mood:	rushed
Current music:	Bagpipes...no really, I am

Friday...a week gone already??
It's a full week since I started taking those damned pills, they made me so damned drowsy I was almost a hazard at work. So that happened, and also now the whole of Brabont (the province of Netherlands I live in) is festing it up with Karnival over the long weekend.

Now when I say long weekend, I refer to the schools and big top-ass suits with 70grand a year jobs in a cushy chair and soft lights...us slave factory workers don't get that unless we have a contract. Remember me yabbering about not having a contract coz it takes a year to get one and by then they kick you out anyway coz they don't like giving them out? Yeah, well those guys can take free days whenever and me and Agnus, the longest non-contract workers there, are the only females that actually work full 5 day weeks and NO massure on Wednsdays, NO sickleaves beyond day #3, NO special health benifits and no comfort in knowing you'll have a job next week or not.

I'm so happy with life I could shoot someone. Perferably Orli, then I can get him stuffed and hung in my closet and get moment to show him...hmmm *ponders* Jason Issacs I'll just kidnap and whore out...but Orli...yeah, shot and stuffed.

So today comes and I'm still recovering from three days of working with this energy drink powder that soaks up every bit of moisture in your skin and also makes you high by merely breathing it in...bit like crack...I want more. And life goes on in more irritating repeptitive motions.

So I went out after work to go to the shops and saw Tim the mechanic (day off, Karnival, has a contract, cute bastard) in his car with mates and he honked at me and waved. Because I got out early for the dentist appointment later in the day, it was all sunny and bright and cold...perfect day really, all it needed was snow to make it real picturesque.
So I went to the shops and promptly bought 'Celtica' and Enya's 'Shepherd Moons' and 'Paint the Sky with Stars' cds that I have been emotionally hungry for for quite some time. You can only go so far with Adiemus. So I have been listening to them for a couple of hours now, Celtica has a lot of Irish stuff sung in French...pretty interesting to say the least.

Then I went to the dentist to get the packing out from that infected Root Canalled molar and get it filled properly. The two needles went in with a bit of a twinge, but I think I'm just too bloody used to them to care anymore now so that was ok.
I first figured something was wrong when I didn't feel the dull buzz running along my gums right after the injections. My cheek went numb and so did my lips and some of my teeth...but I could still bloody feel the bad tooth and was getting more nervous by the second as they waited for the stuff to kick in properly...it never did. When she hit the nerve with the freaken DRILL I nearly left the chair and clung to the ceiling by my toenails. Too much pain, I can't even begin to describe the feeling of the poor lady injecting more of the stuff into the nerve itself!! The bloody thing was exposed to the air, and she was in there jabbing away at it with various pointy object and we all finally gave up after the sixth nerve-needle and she just begin to fill it while I laid there and fought the urge to bite hard and swollow the contents with ever moral fibre in my body...it took a LOT of energy.

She pescribed pennicillen (sp?) for the swelling I got by reacting to the aenesthetic and now I'm going to have an even more doped up week than the one just gone.

Here's my list so far:
- Advil
- Ibuprofen
- Ferrograd (iron pills)
- Echinacia
- And now freaken Penny.

And I have to take all this crap every day. Oh yeah...and I'm NOT meant to mix my drugs? Whatever, am already hooked on the painkillers and have to take more to get the same results anyway, possibly why I'm almost completely resistant to the needles. Go me *rolls eyes*

Ok, thats my rant. Really my week has just been a haze...but today just was painful. I don't want to talk more about it, it was rather traumatic.

Tata