Sunday, 30 December 2007


Congratulations to the New England Patriots, who complete the regular season 16-0 last night. I was going to stay up and watch it on an internet stream of dubious legality, but went drinking with my sister instead, and was asleep before Match of the Day.

Speaking as someone who'd only been following NFL this season, really, how much credit will they get if they don't go on and win the Superbowl?

For what it's worth, I think it would be equivalent to Graham Henry's New Zealand team beating the crap out of everyone for the last four years, then losing to France in the quarter final. A very good team, for sure, but perhaps destined not to be regarded as one of the finest ever, which they would have been, had they won the World Cup.

Anyway, I'm still rooting for the Packers.

Thursday, 20 December 2007

Money, and other ramblings.

I seem to be spending an awful lot of money for very little return at the moment.

Clearly, things would be easier if the geographical location of the Dream Job was swapped with the Isle of Man.

Actually, I think that my real Dream Job would be running some dusty little second hand book store, and whiling away my days reading old cricket books in a leather armchair, drinking a fine wine and glaring at customers. So no difference from what I currently do. Heh heh.

Watchmen is being filmed. The released photos look very very good. I haven't been this excited about a film since the Lord of the Rings came out.

All that aside, however, I need a break. In pharmacy school you are not informed that the only thing, the only thing that matters is how quickly you can whack a sticker on a box. Prescription volumes are ever rising, partially down to the fuckwits at the Welsh Assembly ("Free scripts for all!", they cried, little realising that by the time the pharmacist has seen the 500th script for olive oil ear drops and 32 paracetamol, he will want to go and

a) Drink himself into oblivion
b) Buy a shotgun, and learn how to use it
c) Go home and carry out a Reflective Learning cycle on the days event

[Clue: it's not c])

In the average retail environment, the dispensers/counter staff are underpaid, overworked, and there's never enough of them. This means that I have to plug holes in the dispensing process, try and get all yesterday's work done, answer the phone, put away three days worth of delivery because of the Great Unichem Balls-Up of 2007, answer the phone, answer the phone, and look at an invisible skin complaint. In this kind of environment, is it any wonder that mistakes are made?

Also, is anyone else find themselves more pissed off with the type of people who whinge about immigrants coming over here, taking our jobs, etc, than actually with immigrants themselves.

Also, why the hell does pharmacy seem to attract so many damn little Englanders of the above type. Boils my piss it does.

Sunday, 16 December 2007

Miami have won a game!!!!111

Beating Baltimore 22-16 in overtime just after Baltimore missed a 44 yard FG attempt.

Clearly, the End Times are upon us.

Saturday, 15 December 2007

Personal attacks on the Society's treasurer are not welcome here.

Long-term readers may remember that the treasurer of the society could not be bothered to be actually present at the council meeting when the fees increase was waved through. I don't blame him mind, if I had the chance I'd knock off work early as well. However, real pharmacists don't have it that easy... (Minutes from the Council meeting of 26th July 2007)

Our Beloved Treasurer was quoted in the Pharmaceutical Journal on the 24th November 2007 as saying

"Be assured that from day one I have approached my role as Treasurer with a strong sense of duty and with professionalism — and continue to do so."

Clearly, that strong sense of professionalism was on display when he could not be bothered to stick around for the aforementioned Council meeting.

What type of man is it who says one thing, yet does another?

Unintentionally hilarious parcel of the day.

A package for homeopathic "medication" marked as URGENT.

Yeah, like the patient's going to die if he doesn't get it.

The world would be a better place if the snake-oil salesmen went and jumped off a cliff.

Friday, 14 December 2007

Norfolking way.

The biannual Welsh invasion of Norfolk will take place on the 4th January in 2008, subject to me not getting a better offer (a sympathy date would be nice. Alternatively, postal orders are accepted).

In other news, I am going out for a curry to celebrate the sad passing of The Token English, and dearly beloved Southampton fan.

Cheerio, Stu, we will all miss you.

Monday, 10 December 2007

Backwards, medieval, woman-hating shitpit Part II

Australia. Where, apparently, it's OK to gang-rape ten year old girls.

Because the victim "probably" agreed to have sex with them.

Sunday, 9 December 2007

Odd dream of the week...

This week's peculiar dream was about New England Patriots quarterback Tom Brady. Not in a sexual way or anything, thankfully.

I prefer the Green Bay Packers, anyway. There's an essential... romance about them that I love.

Incidentally, would it be worth my while turning up at Lambeau field and seeing if I can buy a ticket off a tout, or is that kind of behaviour frowned upon in the USA?