POA: How the other two HP movies were meant to be. I take this moment to bask in my Gary Oldman love. Yeah, I really enjoyed it.
Skithouse I find a pretty mediocre sketch show but I was glad I watched it last night; there was about 20 seconds of the flabby old Batman punching a bass guitar and screeching "Release the bats! Release the bats!" Ahahahaa. One thing I do like about that show is their Batman/Robin segments, no guessing why.
I was such a fuckwit on Monday. I recently joined a volunteer group at the Royal Adelaide Hospital and one of our jobs is to take a trolley of toiletries around the wards to sell to patients. One of the wards we go to is the Psych ward. This was only the second time I've been in there, but I figure, hey, I'll be okay: I mean, I've had my own experiences with being rather fucked in the head, and I've visited a friend in a psychiatric hospital several times. Anyway, we go in, and immediately about seven people gather around the trolley and start poking at the stuff on it it, and my mentor and the nurse are distracted by another patient. One woman picks up four things to buy and I'm desperately trying to add the prices up in my head (because I'm too stupid to remember to add it up on paper) and just as I manage to do that and giver her her change this guy with one good and one mankey eye walks up.
Guy: Hey. I'm S.
Jessie: *big smile* Hey, S.
G: I'm okay, you know, it's just my eye that's a bit wierd, but I'm fine, I'm just in here for a bit.
J: Oh, ok.
G: Yeah, I'm good.
J: *mind goes blank* It's cool, uh, hey, we all go a little crazy sometimes.
G: Oh, I'm not crazy!
*facepalm*
I can't believe I quoted Psycho at about eight people in a psych ward. And people wonder why I prefer to stay at home.
Skithouse I find a pretty mediocre sketch show but I was glad I watched it last night; there was about 20 seconds of the flabby old Batman punching a bass guitar and screeching "Release the bats! Release the bats!" Ahahahaa. One thing I do like about that show is their Batman/Robin segments, no guessing why.
I was such a fuckwit on Monday. I recently joined a volunteer group at the Royal Adelaide Hospital and one of our jobs is to take a trolley of toiletries around the wards to sell to patients. One of the wards we go to is the Psych ward. This was only the second time I've been in there, but I figure, hey, I'll be okay: I mean, I've had my own experiences with being rather fucked in the head, and I've visited a friend in a psychiatric hospital several times. Anyway, we go in, and immediately about seven people gather around the trolley and start poking at the stuff on it it, and my mentor and the nurse are distracted by another patient. One woman picks up four things to buy and I'm desperately trying to add the prices up in my head (because I'm too stupid to remember to add it up on paper) and just as I manage to do that and giver her her change this guy with one good and one mankey eye walks up.
Guy: Hey. I'm S.
Jessie: *big smile* Hey, S.
G: I'm okay, you know, it's just my eye that's a bit wierd, but I'm fine, I'm just in here for a bit.
J: Oh, ok.
G: Yeah, I'm good.
J: *mind goes blank* It's cool, uh, hey, we all go a little crazy sometimes.
G: Oh, I'm not crazy!
*facepalm*
I can't believe I quoted Psycho at about eight people in a psych ward. And people wonder why I prefer to stay at home.
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