That be the nature of Live Journal. That actually reminds me of the days of middle america people on message boards spelling badly and loving the good lord.
Aye. I know I've been around these here internets long enough to have seen it everything, but my rage button has been well and truly pressed tonight. Oh how I wish I could unleash my inner mackem on them all!
You're possibly right. I should wear some type of badge saying "WARNING - Inner Mackem" so that people can only engage with me with the full understanding that they may end up maimed. It's only fair. YA BASTAD!
I know. The LJ Mommy Brigade have been bringing forth my ire in full force this week. From the mother of a disabled kid who believes that wheelchair users can "Get up and walk to a different seat" if she's sat in the wheelchair space on a bus or train and can't be bothered to move her shopping, to this bunch of narrowminded fools.
The first one especially annoyed me. She's all over LJ screaming down anyone who comments about non-neurotypical kids (hers has an autism-like disorder), but apparently the physically disabled can go and fuck themselves. She claims strollers/pushchairs are far more important than wheelchairs or scooters, and that she's never, ever seen a real disabled person on the bus, so they don't exist, and if they're that disabled they should stay at home and not bother the nice 'normal' people.
She went back to work this week, which is brilliant and bad. Luckily they didn't get to sack her, due to a loophole in the paperwork. She keeps everything, because her pernicious anaemia means if it's not written and filed it might as well not exist. They were all ready to give her the boot on the grounds that she'd reached Stage 3 of the sickness protocol, but when she signed the new contract back in April of this year it meant everyone with sick was put back to a stage 1, meaning this took her up to a 2. They denied this, but fortunately she had a signed, letterheaded statement from her former team leader, muhahah. So she's allowed to stay, and has done 4 hours a day this week, doing 6 a day next week, then back to the regular 8 hours after that.
But after 9 weeks of just hanging out together I'm having withdrawal symptoms from her, she's hating work as if she was never away, and life is back to whatever 'normal' passes for in this house!
Ta! Bunch of muppety cockwombles, the lot of them. I thought my blood pressure was high enough after coming back from my hiatus and reading weeks worth of shite from people who should know better, or at least be savvy enough to shut the fuck up. But no, apparently the Good Lord wants me to stroke out.
I wish I could bloody drink, I'd kill for some vodka.
Vile isn't it? I'm not usually one to get that worked up over internet stuff, but this has got me fuming. Couldn't even eat my dinner tonight, and that's really saying something!
Mommies are scary. I'm going to stick with being the cool gay Auntie that has all the shiny gadgets and knows the words to the Timmy Time song!
We were lucky enough (hahahah) for me to get another stealth kidney infection just after Lisa escaped from hospital. My GP is very alarmed that I seem to have no idea that anything's going on until I'm virtually dead. Even then I just think "Hmmm. My wee smells a bit odd", and find out that's because it's almost entirely made of bacteria and pus. Disgusting. I got some brilliant new painkillers though, orange ones that make my top lip feel like it's vibrating although I'm assured that's all in my mind!
So, we basically spent two months in bed sleeping off our various woes for 20 hours at a time. Lisa had developed a food phobia so we weren't eating either, which was actually quite convenient, it makes for a very cheap lifestyle heheh.
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The first one especially annoyed me. She's all over LJ screaming down anyone who comments about non-neurotypical kids (hers has an autism-like disorder), but apparently the physically disabled can go and fuck themselves. She claims strollers/pushchairs are far more important than wheelchairs or scooters, and that she's never, ever seen a real disabled person on the bus, so they don't exist, and if they're that disabled they should stay at home and not bother the nice 'normal' people.
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But after 9 weeks of just hanging out together I'm having withdrawal symptoms from her, she's hating work as if she was never away, and life is back to whatever 'normal' passes for in this house!
How are you guys doing?
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Oh, and what a surprise, bad_mom replied to that post.
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I wish I could bloody drink, I'd kill for some vodka.
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We were lucky enough (hahahah) for me to get another stealth kidney infection just after Lisa escaped from hospital. My GP is very alarmed that I seem to have no idea that anything's going on until I'm virtually dead. Even then I just think "Hmmm. My wee smells a bit odd", and find out that's because it's almost entirely made of bacteria and pus. Disgusting. I got some brilliant new painkillers though, orange ones that make my top lip feel like it's vibrating although I'm assured that's all in my mind!
So, we basically spent two months in bed sleeping off our various woes for 20 hours at a time. Lisa had developed a food phobia so we weren't eating either, which was actually quite convenient, it makes for a very cheap lifestyle heheh.
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