the grrl and i dind't make it to the zoo today, but we did get to spend lotsa time bonding around the house...
we had set our alarms this morning so that we could start our day at a decent hour, but by the time we stopped fooling around in bed and had showers it was almost midday *laughing*...oops...but there's always tomorrow...or thursday..

actually, tomorrow pog has to go to the children's hospital to have 2 teeth extracted as well as a root canal..and all i can say is, i'm glad it's him and not me...*ouch*...
the grrl and i were talking...and we thought that if pog's really out of it from the surgery, then we might walk over to the zoo and kill some time until he comes around. i also thought i could buy him some *cheering up* gifts while i'm there...kinda like a "hey pog, look where-i-went-while-you-were-having-your mouth-ripped-open" kinda gift...hahaha....i can be a cunt sometimes...

so
this whole SARS thing is very, very scary...it's been on the news pretty much all day, and the scariest part is some big-knob doctor saying that the australian health care system wouldn't be equipped to deal with a SARS outbreak...fuck....and now that some guy in south australia has come home with a fresh case of it, it makes me wonder why they don't just quarantine these contagious fucks so that they can't go spreading it around the globe? sure, he was an aussie...but he was coming from malaysia, and there are warnings on travelling to asian countries, so he should have either not risked going there, or just stayed put when her first started feeling sick...
ughhh..it just really infuriates me...

but anyway..

last nite...somewhere around midnight...i heard my telstra phone ringing...at first i thought i was dreaming, coz i've had this phone turned off for the last 3 months and it's been quite some time since i've heard the "flintstones" ring tone...but when it persisted, i realized i wasn't dreaming. it was from uncle's home phone..at 12:15am....and fuck me if my heart didn't stop. i so much thought the worst...
like how you hear those stories about people getting those horrible "bearer-of-bad-news" phone calls in the middle of the night...and for the 3 seconds before i answered, a hundred different terrible scenarios ran thru my head.
but thankfully, nothing was really wrong. turns out that the old guy is just becoming more and more confused in his old age, and he thought he'd call me to see how mum was..
which was very sweet...
but also very scary..

anyway

1200words of my assignment down...only 1300 left....WooOoo0oOoohh HHoo0Oo0oo....i'll definately have it done and ready to hand in by monday.



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