The Dog

I'm not going into details, I want to...... but in this case I will hold back.

However

The dog was dying.

Emaciated

Suffering

I had 3 options.

1. Call the RSPCA immediately

2. Not give the dog back

3. Talk to the person involved

Calling the RSPCA would have ended up with siezure of the animal involved, and all other animals in the house, a large fine, possibly a record.

Not giving the dog back would have been illegal, and not a long term option for me.

I chose to talk to the person involved.

Yes, it was really really bad timing.

There is never a good time to tell a friend that they are killing their animal.

But I was going to work the next day, and I could not give the dog back to suffer terribly again.

Something had to change.



I have lost repect for some parties involved.






Yes, I am an evil malicious bitch.


I like to think that I saved the life of an innocent creature.

I knew I would loose friends in the process, but did not realise how many friends.

I would do it again, however, due to all the bullshit, next time, I will call the RSPCA.





That is all.

Oh, and if any of you fucking cunts would like to know what the vet said, just ask me.

Mental Health=Good.....at the moment!

In exactly 11 hours and 45 minutes I will be on the plane home.

In exactly 9 hours I will finish my tour (shift - rigspeak like).

Then I would have finished the ultimate hitch from hell.



Overall, I think we came off pretty ok.


Only destroyed 3 degasser motors, 1 still good, no spares (not so good).

Managed to get some sleep this hitch, even if I did get woken up and called out pretty much every night of my hitch.

Last night was the most interesting. Got called out at 11 (5 hours after I knocked off) to fix a problem that didn't really exist. Naturally I came on, checked out the non existent problem, appeared to fix it, then took the credit for saving the Universe.

Then I crawled back into bed at midnight.

At 3am that same night, I got another wake up call. Seems that the Wellsite Geologist decided I needed to do a shortchange and pretty much get my arse out of bed and start work right away.

3 hours before my shift was due to start.

WTF?????????

Seems my new green crew member wasn't quite keeping up during the production zone.

The wellsite geo was "tired" (he'd been galavanting around the POD all afternoon - coming to the rescue of a rather gorgeous tall leggy blonde female WSG on another rig close by who was new and didn't know what was going on.

Hmmnnn...........

I'm glad that his good deeds meant I lost much needed sleep and screwed up our "normal shortchange" on the very tour before I go home.

Sigh...................



I'm going to my office on Tuesday.

Gonna have a chat with the boss.


It's not going to be very pretty.


But I'm sure gonna feel better afterwards.


Hell Yeah!

Everybody is being nice.........

......and looking at me strangely.

It may have something to do with my monumental breakdown yesterday.

The sparky helped me changed out my degasser motor,
the company man offered me the use of his car,
the cook is treating me with kid gloves,
the mud doctor hasn't bothered me all day
and the wellsite geologist is nowhere to be seen.

Bliss.

I gotta remember that trick, maybe I'll try crying publicly next time.

Meanwhile, the head cook just mentioned that his wife is having her first round of chemo.

Kinda makes my little drama's pale in comparison.

Hmmmnnnn....... I wonder what my offsider is going to break tomorrow?

What can I break now?

.......Oh yes, that's right, My Spirit!


Full blown mental breakdown yesterday, complete with object throwing, slamming doors, storming off and tears.

It just got too much.

I feel better now.

A reply to my Country Manager.........

........as to the ongoing staffing issues among other things.....



Hi Todd

Thankyou for your update.

I await your report with anticipation.

To let you know what's going on in my head right now, with the upmost respect,

please show me two and two, or I'm walking.



Kind Regards

Cat

I'm going away.......possibly.........

Dear Cathryn :

Thank you very much for contacting us. I will review your credentials with our Operations group and see if they feel that they could use you here.

We are short of personnel but on the other hand there are some pre-requisites for working offshore in the North Sea – you would need a North Sea medical and also the 3-day Offshore Survival Training. So while we would love to use you here it is not a clear-cut decision.

I will get back to you soon. Meanwhile, can you give me more precise dates of when you will be here and how many offshore shifts (2 weeks on, 2 weeks off) you would be able to work?

Best regards,

It smelt like rain today.......

......but it didn't.

Must have been the early morning water truck, watering the roads to keep the dust down.

Have a great day everyone!

xxxx
MWA

My stars for today......

LEO........



2006-06-19
This is a time to cook, chat, and hang at home. If away from the roost, you might experience pangs of nostalgia. Despite emotional overtones, you'll have a better time by maintaining sincere detachment. Avoid needlessly making big waves out of little issues.




Well, I'm pretty damn good at maintaining sincere detachment.
Not so great at the big waves and little issues.

As far as cooking, the closest I've come to it in the last 2 weeks is peeling the cling wrap off my cold meat and salad for lunch. Hell, I don't even make my own toast in the morning.

Anyway, it's karma for all you folk who think I get it too good out here,
I'm feeling a migrane coming on, and that aint no little issue!

Fair Game.......

........is pretty much anything left around in communal areas.

For example, I have been enjoying nice clean dandruff free hair due to the fact that one of the 3 other guys I share a shower/toilet with has left his name brand, highly expensive anti dandruff shampoo in the shower.

That is my idea of fair game.

Unfortunately the game has ended for my hair. The guy has gone home and taken his nice smelling shampoo with him. Dammit!




On the other hand...........is it wrong of me to be lusting after one of my co-workers?

Hmmmnnn......think I've been out here too long......or rather.....I know I'm going to be out here too long. I'm getting shafted. My bank balance is going to love me, unfortunately, the social life is not. 20 days on and 6 days off is not the ideal routine to meet, fall in love with and marry the multi millionaire of my dreams, (who is old and has no living relatives)who can keep me in the way to which I have become accustomed!

Think before you speak........

This is an email I got sent yesterday.........

>FIRST TESTIMONY:>I walked into a hair salon with my husband and three kids in tow and asked loudly,>"How much do you charge for a shampoo and a blow job?">I turned around and walked back out and never went back.>My husband didn't say a word... he knew better.>

SECOND TESTIMONY:>I was at the golf store comparing different kinds of golf balls. I was unhappy with the women's type I had been using. After browsing for severalminutes, I was approached by one of the good-looking gentlemen who works at the store. He asked if he could help me. Without thinking, I looked at him and said, "I think I like playing with men's balls."

THIRD TESTIMONY:>My sister and I were at the mall and passed by a store that sold a variety of candy and nuts.>As we were looking at the display case, the boy behind the counter asked if we needed any help.>I replied, "No, I'm just looking at your nuts." My sister started to laugh hysterically. The boy grinned, and I turned beet-red and walked away. To this day, my sister has never let me forget.>

FOURTH TESTIMONY:>While in line at the bank one afternoon, my toddler decided to release some pent-up energy and ran amok. I was finally able to grab hold of her after receiving looks of disgust and annoyance from other patrons. I told her that if she did not start behaving "right now" she would be punished. To my horror, she looked me in the eye and said in a voice just as threatening,>"If you don't let me go right now, I will tell Grandma that I saw you kissing Daddy's pee-pee last night!" The silence was deafening after this enlightening exchange. Even the tellers stopped what they were doing. I mustered up the last of my dignity and walked out of the bank with my daughter in tow. The last thing I heard as the door closed behind me, were screams of laughter.>

FIFTH TESTIMONY:>Have you ever asked your child a question too many times? My three-year-old son had a lot of problems with potty training and I was on him constantly. One day we stopped at Taco Bell for a quick lunch in between errands. It was very busy, with a full dining room. While enjoying my taco,I smelled something funny, so of course I checked my seven-month-old daughter, and she was clean. Then I realized that Danny had not asked to go potty in a while. I asked him if he needed to go, and he said "No". I kept thinking "Oh Lord, that child has had an accident, and I don't have any clean clothes with me." Then I said, "Danny, are you SURE you didn't have an accident?">"No," he replied. I just KNEW that he must have had an accident, because the smell was getting worse. So, I asked one more time, "Danny, did you have an accident?" This time he jumped up, yanked down his pants, bent over, spread his cheeks and yelled "SEE MOM, IT'S JUST FARTS!!">While 30 people nearly choked to death on their tacos laughing, he calmly pulled up his pants and sat down. An older couple made me feel better,thanking me for the best laugh they'd ever had!>

LAST BUT NOT LEAST TESTIMONY:>This one had most of the state of Michigan laughing for 2 days and a very embarrassed female news anchor who will, in the future, likely think before she speaks. What happens when you predict snow but don't get any? We had a female news anchor who, the day after it was supposed to have snowed and didn't, turned to the weatherman and asked: "So Bob, where's that 8 inches you promised me last night?" Not only did HE have to leave the set, but half the crew did too, they were laughing so hard!

A fact.......

You know the person walking around camp eating an Arnotts Milk Arrowroot biscuit, got to the biscuit jar last!!!!!!

Why is it........

........that I can remember large random blocks of numbers and letters for a password that I rarely use...........................



................................. but can't remember my 6 digit pin number to the bankcard I've had since I was twelve??????

Cups

Take a generic packet of disposable cups, say about 20 cups in the packet.

Open the packet from the end closest to where you put your mouth.
Leave it in a dusty environment for 2 days.
The cup that is most exposed will be full of shit.
Tasty if you like brown water.

Now, open the same packet of cups from the end closest to the base of the cup.
Leave it in a dusty environment for 2 days, hell, you can leave it for 2 months.......
The cup that is most exposed will not be full of shit.
Enjoy tasty clean demineralised water.




Why am I the only one who gets this.




Fucking men!




I'm going to go now and open every single packet of cups in the carton, in the correct manner, dammit!!!!

Near Eromanga - furthest town from the sea in QLD

 

The Melbourne Tramcar Restaurant......

As seen on "Kath and Kim" 

She's gonna hate this picture - but this is the inside

 

At the end of a pier - somewhere.....

 

Luna Park

 

The Lion King

 

The reason we went

 

The Room

 

On a tram......

Mum and I travelled the tram for about an hour and a half ish. A return trip from the city to St Kilda. Of the 50 or so people who travelled intermittently with us, only about 3 of them validated their tickets.

I mean, even the sweet little old ladies didn't do the right thing.

Hey all you cheap arse melbourneites, what's up with that???

I wish I'd known, I could have saved myself $6.00! 

The "Party Ring" on a postcard to my big brother...

Now this is interesting.

It shouldn't be coffee, it should be champagne or cocktails or something a little more alcoholic.

I just loved the idea of deliberately messing up a postcard - with alcohol!

I'll definitely be sending some party rings next holiday.



If anyone would like to send me a party ring (of the non-sexual kind please!), you can post them to:

PO Box 1583
Gawler
South Australia 5118

For all you wierdo's out there, this is a temporary post box, so if I get too much wierd shit, I'm shutting it down!

You might even see your party ring on my blog.

(Why does that sound so sick???) 

Melbourne

 

Melbourne Aquarium from the skydeck observation tower

 

Melbourne aquarium

 

Hi honey I'm home.......Not!

Hi guys, I'm back at work. Short holiday was great. Pictures to come, I'm a bit busy at work right now.
I have plenty of goss.
See ya.