"Arise ye Prinsoners of Starvation..."
Dec. 23rd, 2003 05:12 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
frualeydisAs you probably remember I was in a really shitty mood yesterday. The trouble with my sick leave made me want to just sit and cry all the time. Unfortunately I couldn't do that since I had to celebrate Yule with my coven, especially since I had missed the two latest full moons due to illness.
I still don't feel well, but I was well enough to go there. It's a one hour trip by train because my coven is based
in my old home town (haven't lived there since 1988, but some of my friends still do). I had asked
that I could arrive later, around 6.30 pm because I wanted to see Rickard before I went there and he was working until 4.
It's always like that when I'm feeling depressed, he's the only person I really want to see and I have problems leaving him,
even for the shortest periods. Now I was going to stay over night at my friends' place and
then we would celebrate together with some of our bigger kids at sunrise. But first I had to be held and comforted by Rickard for a while. He also
agreed to accompany me to the station. We checked on the internet which tram to take so that we would be there in good time, I hate being late.
Guess which tram didn't show up?
Six minutes later another tram showed up. It goes to the train station too, but takes much longer time. especially since the driver apparently was entering a contest of how slow you can drive through central Gothenburg. By the time we reached our tram stop i was seriously pissed off. Not only with life in general and this day especially, but also from all annoying cell phone signals people think they have the right to pollute the air with.
Why can't people just answer their stupid phones instead of forcing us all to hear a monophonic rendering
of for example Britney Spears? So while I entered the train with one minute to spare and no ticket I vowed to kill the next person with a stupid call signal. The train was blissfully free from this kind of disturbances until we were almost there. Then I hear the beginning tones and brace myself for the deed that has to be done ;)And then I hear what tune the phone is playing (polyphonic). It's "Arise ye prisoners of starvation" ("Internationalen" for my Swedish and Norwegian friends) and who can be pissed off then??
The friend who was going to pick me up was 20 minutes late and I was still worried about that paper from the doctor,
but I felt much better and I actually enjoyed myself.
Eva
PS. I managed to get hold of a nurse today and after looking around and having to call me back because she could't find my medical journal she confirmed what I had suspected all along: They hadn't sent it, but she said she would do it today.
It's not OK, but it's better.
I still don't feel well, but I was well enough to go there. It's a one hour trip by train because my coven is based
in my old home town (haven't lived there since 1988, but some of my friends still do). I had asked
that I could arrive later, around 6.30 pm because I wanted to see Rickard before I went there and he was working until 4.
It's always like that when I'm feeling depressed, he's the only person I really want to see and I have problems leaving him,
even for the shortest periods. Now I was going to stay over night at my friends' place and
then we would celebrate together with some of our bigger kids at sunrise. But first I had to be held and comforted by Rickard for a while. He also
agreed to accompany me to the station. We checked on the internet which tram to take so that we would be there in good time, I hate being late.
Guess which tram didn't show up?
Six minutes later another tram showed up. It goes to the train station too, but takes much longer time. especially since the driver apparently was entering a contest of how slow you can drive through central Gothenburg. By the time we reached our tram stop i was seriously pissed off. Not only with life in general and this day especially, but also from all annoying cell phone signals people think they have the right to pollute the air with.
Why can't people just answer their stupid phones instead of forcing us all to hear a monophonic rendering
of for example Britney Spears? So while I entered the train with one minute to spare and no ticket I vowed to kill the next person with a stupid call signal. The train was blissfully free from this kind of disturbances until we were almost there. Then I hear the beginning tones and brace myself for the deed that has to be done ;)And then I hear what tune the phone is playing (polyphonic). It's "Arise ye prisoners of starvation" ("Internationalen" for my Swedish and Norwegian friends) and who can be pissed off then??
The friend who was going to pick me up was 20 minutes late and I was still worried about that paper from the doctor,
but I felt much better and I actually enjoyed myself.
Eva
PS. I managed to get hold of a nurse today and after looking around and having to call me back because she could't find my medical journal she confirmed what I had suspected all along: They hadn't sent it, but she said she would do it today.
It's not OK, but it's better.