Should I or should I not retire my monroe piercing?
I got it something like 2½ -3 years ago and while I still like it, I don’t know if I *love* it anymore. I sometimes look at myself in the mirror and think, “Why the fuck did I do that?”. My nose piercing is something I’ve had since I was 15 (holy fuck, 7 years?!) so that’s really a part of me, but I don’t know if the monroe is.
So what do you think? Majority rules – if you honestly think I should remove it, say so. If not, then say so. I won’t be offended so please give your honest opinion.
That post navigation bar at the bottom of the page, the one that isn’t all prettied up with CSS? It’ll be fixed tomorrow 
I thought it might be about time that I posted another blog entry, even though it’s rather obvious that I won’t be posting every day in August now. I started off the first week, and then ran out of things to talk about. I guess that happens when every day is the same old shit, day in and day out.
I don’t mean to complain – I love my life right now; I have a great job, a wonderful home, a loving husband and all those things that make life awesome – but I still feel like I’m lacking something. I don’t like routine, and thus my job tends to get me down. Not because of the work, but because of the routine I have to go through every day: get up, have breakfast, have a shower, brush teeth, do hair, put on makeup, get ass out the door, then go to work, lunch at 12:00, back to work, go home, eat dinner, browse the net, go to bed. Rinse and repeat.
I think I’ll feel better about everything once I get my provisional licence (Ps)– I will be able to drive to work and not have to rush my mornings (another thing I hate is rushing and being put on a time limit). I’m halfway to getting my Ps now – over halfway, in fact – and my dad mentioned to my mum that I’m “driving bloody good”, so to get Dad’s tick of approval means a lot, and gives me that much more confidence. I have to do 50 hours supervised driving, and I’ve got 23hrs 45mins left now. If I do three hours driving a week, I should be ready by mid-October. And considering we’re nearly in September already now, that’s not too far to go.
I do worry that I’m going to fail the test, but it’s not so much the failure of the test as losing the money I would have spent to take the test – it’s almost $76 to book and take the test, and if they find something wrong with your vehicle, you automatically fail before you even drive! Then, you lose that money and have to wait 28 days before you can go again. So that’s my main concern in this whole ordeal. Otherwise, I’m pretty confident. Do need to work on parking though, particularly reverse parking. I think the odds are in my favour, because I’m older than most people going for their Ps (22 rather than 17 or 18), and chances are I’ll be taking the test in my work clothes, which means I’ll look a little more professional than most. And while that shouldn’t matter, I think it will play a part in making me appear a responsible, sensible adult (which I like to think I am!).
I’m really looking forward to the freedom driving will give us. I mean, not having to rely on someone to take us to and from the grocery store will be awesome!
Anyway, there’s my ramble for today, to keep you up-to-date.
I don’t know if I’ve mentioned this before but my Mum and Dad run a small business which does local tours and charters around the state.
So last night, we were invited along to one to the Casino with a group of RSL Club attendees, up to the Casino (about an hour away). We accepted, because we don’t go out very often at all, and thought it’d be a bit of fun for the evening.
It was about 7:30pm when we got up to the Casino, so we figured the first thing we should do is have something to eat, before we got stuck into the drinks (which we’d started on the bus on the way up). So we went to the food court and grabbed some food – I had some grilled salmon with chips, and Michael had a bacon & cheese burger with chips. After that, we headed up to the pokies and tables, and had a bit of a flutter on the machines. Michael won $19 on the 1c machines, and I won a grand $8.00 
After this, and after a few more drinks, we headed back downstairs to the lounge, where Mum and I had a Midori Splice cocktail each. Before too long, it was midnight and time to head off – which was an adventure, because we were on a small bus with 20-ish drunk people! It was a good time though, and we got back into town at around 1:30am.
Then there was drama – one of the passengers, an older guy, was getting down off the bus, and during the whole evening, he had been concerned about the steps on and off the bus – we found out later he has two artificial knees. Anyway, we got to the RSL Club (which was the drop-off point) and he stumbled off the bus (just as drunk as the others), and when he got to the bottom, he walked a few steps, turned around, must have become disorientated from the alcohol, and fell to the ground. Behind him was a rendered brick wall. We heard an almighty crack and a scream from his wife. Before I knew it, my Mum was climbing over me, ran off the bus over to him and started to assist him (she is First Aid trained, because of her job). He appeared unconscious, but he was breathing. Michael called an ambulance, and the Paramedics arrived a few minutes later. Dad said it may have been his drunkedness that prevented him from getting really hurt, because he fell limp instead of putting hands out or trying to stop his head or anything.
As they put him up on the stretcher, he started responding and trying to take the neckbrace off, which the Paramedics obviously didn’t let him do. I can only imagine waking up and having something around your neck, though – it must be a pretty ‘WTF’ moment.
So the ambulance took him away to the hospital, and we expect him to be there all night and till at least tomorrow morning. Being an older guy, they might have wanted to check if he had a blood clot or something, or if it was simply losing his balance and the alcohol didn’t help it!
All in all – an interesting evening!!! I hope he’s okay – and if we see him at the RSL Club again, there’ll be an interesting tale to tell him!
