Stupid Organic Matter

I'll tell you something, whoever invented bodies is stupid. They should have learnt from how computers are made - bodies should be component based, so if you damage something you can simply pop it out and replace it with a newer faster model.

Take my ankle, for example. I accidentally applied a little too much pressure to one side, and now I have to wait for it to heal itself. I mean thats great, if I accidentally played Daphne and Celeste and damaged my sound card, it would be fantastic if it could heal itself. But really, can I be arsed to wait for weeks until I can hear the sound of the shotgun in hitman contracts again? No. I'd just pop over to PC World and get me a new one, or wait a day for it to arrive from dabs.

So I think it is wrong that I don't have that option with my ankle. I went to the local ankle shop, and the nurse told me I'd have to wait two weeks until it was fixed. And then she just gave me an odd look when I asked how much a replacement would be - apparently bodies don't work like that. Huh.

Rang up NHS direct today, and the nurse told me I had a lovely voice. How cool, I got chatted up by a complete stranger. And not for the first time! Wonder why it only ever happens on the phone though. Anyway, Isaid my ankle wasn't getting better, and should it really be blue and mouldy with little white bits sticking out, and the lady said that I should probably go to the hospital. So I trundled along to the local Minor Injuries Unit, which brought back many fond memories of having a splinter dug out. Joy. End result: I've probably torn a ligament, and it'll be a couple of weeks before I can go out for my morning run. Shame.

I am feeling remarkably fresh after just 2 hours sleep last night. Decided to have a last push on a project and am mostly finished now, woo, go me. Then to bed at 8am. Apparently the door bell rang at 8.15, a workman trying to get in to paint the kitchen - he had to go away again, I didn't hear anything until my alarm went off at 10.

And some more good news - my car leads have arrived! Woo! So I wandered in and picked everything up, and thought 'hmm, free fitting, might as well', so I led the Halfords man into the car park. Only problem was, my old radio didnt want to come out. He must have sat there pulling for quarter of an hour or so. Another guy came out to try to help, but no luck. So they sent me away at 5 with instructions to come back tomorrow morning - from the sounds of things they're going to have to dismantle the car to get the old one out. Joke.

Tonight is CAPMS night - about time it did something useful, methinks.

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