A Day of Arghs
Today has been the worst day by far for a long, long time.
I guess it started with my rent coming out of my account this morning, and even though I was expecting that, it's not the best way to start your day. To make things obviously bad, I'd had a really bad night's sleep because there seems to be a problem with the filter in my fish tank and now it rattles constantly, which woke me up several times during the night. So, when I got up (after being woken up for what I had decided to be the last time) I decided to try and remedy the problem. An hour, several soggy pieces of kitchen roll and a soggy section of nightie later, I was close to collapse with frustration as nothing seemed to work to help at all. I have come to the conclusion that there's something wrong with the internal pump, since the whole unit rattles noisily even outside of it's casing. So yeah, even before breakfast, I knew today wasn't going to go well.
I had several application forms that I had completed over the weekend to hand back into shops, so, instead of walking to uni, the plan was to take the bus into the city centre, take the free bus up to the back of uni and walk across campus for my self-directed session in the afternoon. All well and good if you actually believe in the public transport system. The bus I had to catch to get into the city nearly left me behind, despite obvious flailing and running towards the driver (on second thought, maybe that's why he went to pull away), and the free bus, as always, was leaving just as I got to the stop after I'd finished in the city. I wasn't too worried to begin with, since they're supposed to arrive "every few minutes", but 15 minutes later, and no sign of a free bus anywhere, I'm seriously considering buying a street map and walking it. Eventually a bus turns up and I think I'm going to make it. No such luck. We get to the train station and the driver slams on the hand break, slams the cabin door open, and storms off the bus. We can only assume he finished late. Fivish minutes and a whole buses worth of confused conversations earlier, and another driver steps on board and continues the journey. It's now 1pm and I'm supposed to be in my session. Eventually (about 10 minutes late) I arrive on campus to find that my room has been changed - but luckily it's close and I don't have to treck much.
Oh, the fun doesn't stop there. Today in POP3 we were supposed to put together 2 minutes of the opening of a good piece of Theatre in Education. To complete this task, we have 3 hours. You think that a group of drama students (who, I might add, are all aware that this year counts towards their degree) might be able to manage this, wouldn't you? Well, think again. 3 hours later, I'm already back home. Our group managed to spend an hour discussing what we thought might be a good idea, a further half hour buying and eating food, and then roughly three quarters of an hour talking about work again, and then running through the ideas in a rather vague fashion. The remaining quarter of an hour? Spent gossiping and organising a last-minute rehearsal round someones house tomorrow morning. Some things never change. And the catch? I have no idea where the house is. I've got the postcode (I think, I'm not actually sure any more), but it's rather vague... and even so, it still looks like a good 45 minute walk. :/
It's not over yet. When I get back, I ring Pets at Home to try and find out what's wrong with Kai. He's got several white lines over his body, and his face looks all mucky. I described these symptoms to a nice lady over the phone, but she couldn't make a diagnosis, and wanted to see him. She was concerned that it could possibly be something serious (or not), so I decided to try and take him on the bus to Colton. It took me a while to suss out which bus to catch, etc, and how to transport Kai (we ended up with him in his transporter tank within a big shoebox), but eventually I set off to the bus stop (for a reference, look at the map from my walk to uni, and the bus stop is just after Cardigan Road on Burley Road). I seriously underestimated my strength and overestimated the gradual increase in the weight of the water. By the time I got half way, I was having to stop every couple of minutes because my arms were shaking so much and poor Kai was getting sloshed about all over the place. By the time I got to approaching the bus stop, I saw the bus coming, but, unable to run with a big shoe box, I missed it. I waited about for around 20 minutes and another bus came along. The guy told me that his bus didn't go all the way to Colton, but that one would be along soon that did. About 25 minutes later, the next bus comes, and this guy kindly tells me that his bus doesn't go to Colton either, but that there is another one in 20 minutes. By this time, it's just before 7, getting darker and colder. I decide, since I don't know whether I'll have to wait hours to get the bus back even if the next bus DOES go to Colton, I pick up Kai and carry him all the way home again. Kai, by this point, has given up on being scared and has decided to lay very still on the bottom of the transporter tank. Eventually I arrive home, and my hands are shaking so much I can hardly pick up the net to put Kai back in the tank (he is, coincidentally, absolutely fine now, ie. he's zooming about like a trooper with Pips).
To add to the aching back, arms, hands and neck, I have blisters on half of my toes because of the weird way I was having to walk to steady the tank, and also.. I have two wisdom teeth coming through on the same side of my mouth. It's like the left hand side of my mouth has decided to rebel, leaving all fooding work to the right side. It's not pleasant, and it's making my ear hurt.
So yeah, today has been rather suckish. However, surely things can't get much worse, so hopefully it'll all be a lot better tomorrow... hopefully :/
Cute fish pic to make this slightly cheerier:
I guess it started with my rent coming out of my account this morning, and even though I was expecting that, it's not the best way to start your day. To make things obviously bad, I'd had a really bad night's sleep because there seems to be a problem with the filter in my fish tank and now it rattles constantly, which woke me up several times during the night. So, when I got up (after being woken up for what I had decided to be the last time) I decided to try and remedy the problem. An hour, several soggy pieces of kitchen roll and a soggy section of nightie later, I was close to collapse with frustration as nothing seemed to work to help at all. I have come to the conclusion that there's something wrong with the internal pump, since the whole unit rattles noisily even outside of it's casing. So yeah, even before breakfast, I knew today wasn't going to go well.
I had several application forms that I had completed over the weekend to hand back into shops, so, instead of walking to uni, the plan was to take the bus into the city centre, take the free bus up to the back of uni and walk across campus for my self-directed session in the afternoon. All well and good if you actually believe in the public transport system. The bus I had to catch to get into the city nearly left me behind, despite obvious flailing and running towards the driver (on second thought, maybe that's why he went to pull away), and the free bus, as always, was leaving just as I got to the stop after I'd finished in the city. I wasn't too worried to begin with, since they're supposed to arrive "every few minutes", but 15 minutes later, and no sign of a free bus anywhere, I'm seriously considering buying a street map and walking it. Eventually a bus turns up and I think I'm going to make it. No such luck. We get to the train station and the driver slams on the hand break, slams the cabin door open, and storms off the bus. We can only assume he finished late. Fivish minutes and a whole buses worth of confused conversations earlier, and another driver steps on board and continues the journey. It's now 1pm and I'm supposed to be in my session. Eventually (about 10 minutes late) I arrive on campus to find that my room has been changed - but luckily it's close and I don't have to treck much.
Oh, the fun doesn't stop there. Today in POP3 we were supposed to put together 2 minutes of the opening of a good piece of Theatre in Education. To complete this task, we have 3 hours. You think that a group of drama students (who, I might add, are all aware that this year counts towards their degree) might be able to manage this, wouldn't you? Well, think again. 3 hours later, I'm already back home. Our group managed to spend an hour discussing what we thought might be a good idea, a further half hour buying and eating food, and then roughly three quarters of an hour talking about work again, and then running through the ideas in a rather vague fashion. The remaining quarter of an hour? Spent gossiping and organising a last-minute rehearsal round someones house tomorrow morning. Some things never change. And the catch? I have no idea where the house is. I've got the postcode (I think, I'm not actually sure any more), but it's rather vague... and even so, it still looks like a good 45 minute walk. :/
It's not over yet. When I get back, I ring Pets at Home to try and find out what's wrong with Kai. He's got several white lines over his body, and his face looks all mucky. I described these symptoms to a nice lady over the phone, but she couldn't make a diagnosis, and wanted to see him. She was concerned that it could possibly be something serious (or not), so I decided to try and take him on the bus to Colton. It took me a while to suss out which bus to catch, etc, and how to transport Kai (we ended up with him in his transporter tank within a big shoebox), but eventually I set off to the bus stop (for a reference, look at the map from my walk to uni, and the bus stop is just after Cardigan Road on Burley Road). I seriously underestimated my strength and overestimated the gradual increase in the weight of the water. By the time I got half way, I was having to stop every couple of minutes because my arms were shaking so much and poor Kai was getting sloshed about all over the place. By the time I got to approaching the bus stop, I saw the bus coming, but, unable to run with a big shoe box, I missed it. I waited about for around 20 minutes and another bus came along. The guy told me that his bus didn't go all the way to Colton, but that one would be along soon that did. About 25 minutes later, the next bus comes, and this guy kindly tells me that his bus doesn't go to Colton either, but that there is another one in 20 minutes. By this time, it's just before 7, getting darker and colder. I decide, since I don't know whether I'll have to wait hours to get the bus back even if the next bus DOES go to Colton, I pick up Kai and carry him all the way home again. Kai, by this point, has given up on being scared and has decided to lay very still on the bottom of the transporter tank. Eventually I arrive home, and my hands are shaking so much I can hardly pick up the net to put Kai back in the tank (he is, coincidentally, absolutely fine now, ie. he's zooming about like a trooper with Pips).
To add to the aching back, arms, hands and neck, I have blisters on half of my toes because of the weird way I was having to walk to steady the tank, and also.. I have two wisdom teeth coming through on the same side of my mouth. It's like the left hand side of my mouth has decided to rebel, leaving all fooding work to the right side. It's not pleasant, and it's making my ear hurt.
So yeah, today has been rather suckish. However, surely things can't get much worse, so hopefully it'll all be a lot better tomorrow... hopefully :/
Cute fish pic to make this slightly cheerier:
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I feel so sorry for you having such a bad day :( Nothing much happened to me today, but i really hope Kai is going to be fine. Wish I could have helped you
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