Grandparents getting old is always a shitter, my nan turns 90 on Sunday and both her hands have become very shaky now. My birthday card last week looked like a lie detector test result.
Grandparents getting old is always a shitter, my nan turns 90 on Sunday and both her hands have become very shaky now. My birthday card last week looked like a lie detector test result.
My grandma doesn't even know who I am anymore.
Alzheimer's itself is alright as I just sit and chat to her and she's comfortable more or less at peace with herself, which is the main thing. I think the worst thing is probably that I find it hard nowadays to remember what she was like before she got it.
My grandad used to switch between thinking I was my uncle and someone he'd met in (the) Sudan in the 1940's.
He would never talk about his war experiences normally but when the dementia got worse he would tell mental stories about trying to escape from the Japanese. I didn't really believe them but you don't call out a rambling 92 year old who built a railway with his bare hands.
Turns out they were all true and he really did steal boats and trek the length of several shitty jungle islands only to miss the last allied ship and get scooped up by the Japanese.
Yeah, I reckon the same could end up happening with mine. It could end up being a nice thing to be fair, as my Gran (his wife) is in a home already because of her dementia and that's had an absolutely massive impact on him over the last couple of years. Understandably so, of course.
I'm off in to check on him later on. I've been given a wacking great 'check-list' by my Mum as she was round there last night and is seriously worried that he's not even eating anything until somebody comes round to do it for him.
I'm sat on the toilet with awful unexpected diarrhoea. Pretty sure I cooked my chicken properly earlier. If not this might be it lads. If I don't post for an extended period I've died in my own filth. Lauren has discovered my shitty body upon arrival back from work at about 2.20 tomorrow morning. Spare a thought.
The final detox from the good diet. You'll feel brand new tomorrow.
I've found it hard to shit since I changed my diet, presumably the latter being responsible for the former; is this just my body righting itself? It had better fucking hurry up if so.
Is Lozza in the NHS too?
Sort of. She works at McDonald's so she's providing some of my best customers.
Well...that's a revelation.
I've metioned it on here a few times over the years. Job's a job.
I thought she'd be a good looking, successful independent woman to treat you with such disdain.
She is studying though isnt she?
She's good looking. She let's me do what I want so I'm doing okay.
She isn't studying any more, she got her degree. She's just happy enough picking up a tenner an hour to clock in and clock out. Fair enough really, she doesn't put herself under the stress I do for the sake of work.
Does her sex lack similar ambition?
I hope she never finds here and puts 'Lauren' into the search engine. Or maybe her actual name is Pauline, or Wendy.
She knows all about this place. If she was ever bothered enough to check I'd be fucked.
My cousin has ditched her gay three year old with us for the day, and it just doesn't shut up ever. I'm going to batter him.
Just mistakenly asked for a Merlot in an Italian restaurant. The cunt looked at me like I'd just fingered his preteen daughter. Italian cunt.
What? You get Italian Merlot.
.....
Don't think I've ever come across Italian Merlot. (Not saying there isn't any, but they must be rare)
I ordered a couple of those 'A Very Short Introduction' books from some bookshop off Abe Books. They turned up today. One of them is one that came free with The Time Higher Education Supplement (it says on the front) and uses shittier quality paper (including for the cover).
I've backed into a car half an hour ago, as I was reversing to leave my parking spot. Didn't see it in my mirror. It was only a small dent but still, fuck's sake.
Did you leg it?
Nah, I'm not a twat (Christmas trees aside, thanks Pepe). It was a mom and her kid. Dreading that phone call now, if we use insurance our rates will skyrocket so we'll probably have to pay out of pocket. Time to get that pizza man job I think.
In fairness we used it six months ago when I got in an even more pointless yet costly accident (zoned out at a stop, took my foot off the brake, rolled into the car ahead at 5mph, $3000 of damage to our own car somehow).
You're a hazard.
I crashed my first time taking the car out in Mexico City. Was fifteen at the time and went to a bar with some friends. When we left I crashed into the back of another car. We tried to escape but failed miserably due to traffic. After that I didn't crash again for a few years. Haven't been in a car accident in over ten years now.
Mechanics are even bigger crooks than insurance companies in this country so I am not surprised.
In fairness to me, about two years ago my dad did the exact same thing that I did tonight, in the exact same location. You can't escape your DNA.
I've always wondered who crashes in the US, since everyone seems to drive so politely. Now I know.
EDIT: Did a hundred cops show up to THE SCENE?
What sort of rises are you subject to if you have an accident?
We had somebody go into the back of us at a junction a while back too. I was really surprised by the impact of it even at just that edging out sort of speed. I think if my car hadn't had a superfluous tow bar to get buckled in it might have done some notable damage.
Had you been drinking?
Trying to find something cheap and shit you need on Amazon to make up the £20 you need for free delivery.
I've just bought a Kindle, that should do it. What's this 'special offers' shite that reduces cost by a tenner?
Sponsored screensavers and offers from Kindle.
Like this:
That ad might give your wife ideas though...
Wow, why would anyone pay a tenner to opt out of that?
Does anyone else hate Christmas jumpers? I don't hate Christmas, I actually quite like it and I don't even hate the jumpers themselves but more how they've been turned into a kind of BANTER LAD accessory rather than just being the naff jumpers they used to be.
I don't hate them or even really think about them but yes, there's definitely a fad propagated by arseholes.
I don't think about them much either, it was just because I was browsing the sales on a clothes website and saw some.