I had to go back to the doctors again today for a check up and things are going pretty well and I should be back to full fitness in about 3 to 4 weeks.
I’m still pissed off that I’m still waiting on money to come through as funds are reaching an all time low, the government are quick to take money off me but when I’m due some back it takes them forever to get off their asses and get shit done… 22 working days the letter said, that’s like 4 weeks. FOUR WEEKS!!!
I have bills that need paid, I wonder how they would like it if I sent them a letter saying payment would be made in 22 working days. I also have other plans (like taking a trip) that are really getting screwed the longer this damn situation goes on, I’ve decided to call them up and if I don’t get the answer I’m looking for I’ll probably lose the plot altogether.
On a side note, as I was going to the doctors and then the supermarket I finally shaved, I’m no longer looking like a hobo, more like a normal functioning member of society, which is a shame.
By the way, and I hate to admit this, because people think I’m strange enough, I had this weird dream last night. It was like Fight Club and blogging combined, where Ed Norton and Brad Pitt kept walking around and saying stuff like, “This is is your life, and it’s ending one post at a time” and “On a long enough blog, the survival rate for everyone drops to zero” and then beating each other up while I watched.
It was kinda cool…
Though I refuse to say I actually dreamed of blogging, but there were blog-like elements involved and I don’t know how I feel about that.