The first word that come into your head when you hear the following.

Dog = poo
Lollypop = wonka
Shell = caltex
Undies = elastic
Arm pit = hair
Tuna = john west
George w = Johnny
Bear = yogi
Black = Aretha franklin
Genitals = speedos
Toe jam = crusty
Granny = walking frame
Aquarius = ironing board
Tiger woods = black
Glam rock = Robbie Williams
ACCC = bald guy who speaks funny
Sharp = needle
Ecstasy = rave
Theatre = pirates of penzanze
Panda = bamboo
Tape = worm
Disappointment = election

I went to the doctor this morning because my rib still hurts quite a bit.
She poked and prodded and said things like “does this hurt”.
Holding back the tears I would say masculine things like “a bit yeah”.

She sent me off to get x-rays.

I went to the x-ray place and the lady said “take your shirt off”….frankly I thought it was a bit forward as we handn’t even exchanged names yet. I guess some ladies just like to move quickly. I obliged and took my shirt off. She then dimmed the lights in the room. I was expecting her to go and put on some nice background music and come back with a rose in her mouth. But then I figured she probably just dimmed the lights cause I’m so damn white and she didn’t need the lights on anymore as my white chest was providing enough light.
I got to wear a nice lilt blue frock.
Then lots of breathing in and breathing out and holding it and moving and up and down.
About 6 x-rays in total I think.

I’m standing there with no shirt on and some other lady just walks in and says hello to me and to the other lady then walks out again.

Anyway the x-ray lady was very nice to me she kept saying “good job, well done well done” “you’re a good boy”.
I felt a bit like a puppy.

Then I went to work.

Oh I put my shirt back on before I went to work.

Results are unknown yet, Hannah and I are going to go pick up the x-rays soon and I’ll go back to the doctor in the morning I guess.

I swear my poo was green last night

Whenever we gain a new piece of knowledge, and do not act on it,
potentially, we are letting the whole world down

so maybe my rib still hurts.

I dont think i ever blogged about my relationship with McDonalds coming to a close.

I had maccas a few times whilst i was in Greece, but cause i was so sick most of the time i couldnt really stomach it. When i got home i was still sick and i hadnt had maccas for weeks and weeks. I decided to have some and it was gross, i was thinking, why am i eating this junk. So i decided not to eat maccas, but not fully stop just i’m not going to go out of my way to eat maccas. Then this week or last week i cant remember. anyway i went across to the foodcourt to get lunch and i thought i would give maccas another go just to see if i really dont like it anymore.

I got a large McChicken meal (nno mayonaise) and it wasnt very good. The fries where all burnt and gross the burger tased a bit funny.

So thats it. no maccas for me, unless its an oreo McFlurry.

so earlier this evening there was some rumbling in the office.

all fun and games.

I decided to take on josh, i told him i was going to snap him.
We both ended up falling to the ground interlocked and quite painful, it was scary we fell is slow motion. When we hit the ground, well josh hit the recycling bin and the side of jens desk and i hit josh’s legs and ribs and the floor. Now i have a very sore rib, i can sense its gonna hurt for the next few days.

damn funny though.

I figured joinig the great debate would be a good place to start in this new era of howile blogging that includes serious posts. Not all my posts are gonna be serious cause that’s just boring.

Abortion.

I think I’m agains abortion, stuff to do with abortion and adoption I can feel pretty passionate about. Because I myself am adopted and I know if abortion was an option I might not exist, and if I didn’t exist this blog wouldn’t exist. I don’t know about if someone gets raped or whatever what should happen to the baby, I don’t think abortion is good. Adoption is good, I was an unwanted child and my mother made the right choice of adopting me out. She didn’t want a child but I think it shows immense love and braveness to be able to give up a child to the care of someone else. Even if you don’t want a child I cant imagine its easy to live the rest of your life knowing that you have a son or daughter out there somewhere in the world. But I reckon its probably a much easier feeling to cope with than sitting there going I could have a son or daughter now but I had an abortion.
At the time abortion probably is an option that seem like it’s the only way out but later in life how do you fix the regret.
I don’t know.
I reckon adoption is the bomb.

In terms of Christian leaders.

I don’t really care if people say “I’m a Christian vote for me” or hes a Christian so lets vote for him. Anyone can say they are a Christian. That doesn’t mean they stand for Christian values or are trying to live as Christ did. Politics is tricky, I don’t think we should vote for Phillip Ruddock or Johnny Howard just because they say they are Christian. They may very well be Christian but the policies that they condoned and represent go against my Christian values and beliefs. And if the get into power, yes they are my leaders and yes I do have an obligation to pray for them but pray for them especially if they say they are Christian. I don’t know its all a bit crazy but there is some stuff that the government do and make laws that really they don’t fit in with what God has called and told us to do.
The problem with politics is that there never will be someone who lines up completely with what the Australian people want or someone or a party that fully represents biblical ideals and Gods laws. It just wont ever happen.
But I’m sure we can do better.
I’d love to see a government that stands up and says. “its time we loved our neighbours ans ourselves”.

sometimes my brain isnt really in gear.

was just talking to jen on msn and she said “i just sent you an email”

so i got up walked outside, down to the letter box looking for jens email.

It wasnt until i had reached the letterbox that i realised how stupid i just was.

That last week or so I have been living in the fear that I’m going to wet my bed.

Sounds crazy hey?..well it is.

I brush my teeth and do a wee then go to bed. But as I’m laying in bed I have these fears of “what happens if I wet my bed tonight?” and I get really worried. Then thinking about it I start wondering if I need to wee now, and if I don’t wee now and I do need to then I will end up wetting the bed.
Then that brings on the feeling that yeah I do need to wee, even though I have just done a wee after brushing my teeth. But I need to wee again, so I go back to the bathroom and push out another wee then go back to bed and its all fine I can go to sleep now.

Its very odd, especially seeing as it seem to have been happening for quite a few days now.

It was said to me last night that i never blog about anything serious and that all my posts are trying to be funny.

Well i think i didnt enjoy that coment. So from now on i’m going to try and throw in a few serious posts.

Not right now though cause i cant think of anything serious.

I have worked out how to fix world poverty.
I have worked out how to fix foreign debt,
I have worked out how to fix the pot holes in the lane,
I have workerd out how to fix absolutely everything….

gaffer tape, my friends, gaffer tape is the answer