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Bless me Blogfather, for I have sinned. It's 12 days since my last posting........

Do you know what I hate about being ill ALL the time? Not only can I not write on my own blog, I can't read anybody else's, and I have got one hell of a backlog to catch up with!

So I came home early this afternoon cos I had a migraine. A migraine? Whatever next. Not content with sickness, deafness, blindness and fatigue so bad you feel like you've got boulders hanging off your eyelids, I'm now having headaches that feel like my eyes are going to explode. Pah. It's really pissing me off now, I want my life back.

I was in hospital this morning seeing the specialist (an ear doctor, not Sly Stallone) and she showed me some exciting graphs that show what my ears do under certain circumstances. Most people's ears will have parallel lines on this graph. Mine looked like Lindsay Lohan's legs, i.e. so wide open they might never meet again. It looked quite cool, but I'd rather have NOTHING wrong with me, believe you me.
Before I went in for my appointment, I nipped to the loo, and noticed the woman in the cubicle next to me had her hands on the floor. They were moving, but I thought this was well weird, so I washed me hands and got the hell out of there. My appointment ran half an hour late, because some woman had collapsed in the toilet apparently. My heart beat a little faster as I heard this news, and then I saw the oldest woman in the world being wheeled out of an observation room and my heart nearly stopped! I recognised her hands! It was the woman in MY toilet! Ooh eck! I felt terrible then, but then I thought, meh, hospitals are full of psychos, if I had tried to help this woman, you can guarantee she wouldn't have been some frail old bird who'd collapsed, she'd have been a hardened druggy, on the floor cos she was shooting up and ready to stab the next person who tried to interfere with a hepatitus, HIV riddled needle. Course, if I had done something sooner, I'd have got in sooner, but I wasn't in a rush, I was only going back to work after all.

I still have the remnants of a headache, so I've woken up to have some food, but then I'm going back to bed, as I need the sleep, and a darker room than the one I'm currently in.

But before I go, I feel the need to slag off Live Earth. Everytime I turned it on, which was only about 4 times and only to exclaim, "Bloody hell, is this STILL on?!', they were rambling on about Al Gore's film. It was quite an event, and yes I'm sure I'm not the first person to point out how much energy/fuel/blah blah blah must have been wasted to run the thing and get everyone there, but it seems utterly bizarre to put on such an epic concert based on a film!!! Now, I'm not opposed to being green, saving energy, recycling, all that kind of thing, that's cool, it's the whole C02 thing that pisses me off, cos I've seen too much evidence that blows their theories out of the water. Not least because in Gore's film he uses graphs with no x and y axis!!! Uber dodgy Al, sort it out!! BUT, based on this, I've decide I'm going to put on a concert, based on the Rocky films. I'm going to put on a concert to raise money and awareness, to have the Rocky Balboa statue re-instated outside Philadelphia town hall (or is it a museum?). I feel he's earned it. I'm not sure who'll play, but they'll have to play the songs from all the Rocky soundtracks, particularly 'No Easy Way Out' from Rocky IV, that's my favourite (I even have it as my ringtone!). I'm not sure what to call it either.....hmm...will have a good think about it. But I'd much rather see a bronze Rocky re-appear, than stop breathing because I emit C02.

I watched Click and A Scanner Darkly at the weekend. Both good, especially the latter cos it was a wicked effect, the whole film/cartoon thing. Not sure what's on the menu this week, but we've seen loads now, and saved ourselves a fortune, so it's all good.

Well, ciao for now, I may make it back here sometime soon.

iP