yes! new post.

after looking at lb ming's floundering attempts at reviving his blog with a half-arsed template, i have decided i shall write more often, if not just to shame him into updating. so.. a quick update on life in general shall ensue.

first off, the australian pm is a fuckwit. besides trying to introduce a filter for adult oriented web content, affectionately known as 'porn', he is now trying to put in place some shit with ISPs to prevent illegal downloads. granted, i once got an email warning me after my housemate tried to download a pirated version of commandos, this is still distressing news.

go fucking invade PNG or something. or new zealand. or malaysia. seriously, illegal downloads? the hypocrisy of saying johnny howard was a kiss-ass towards the americans and then he goes and basically hands them the whole dvd/tv/movie/mp3/wateva internet market. great. i hope he gets run over by a truck, or eaten by a koala, or kicked by a kangaroo, or sits on a thumb tack with HIV, or gets prostate cancer.

back to cheerier pastures, i'm having my supps in 4 days. grats me for not actually being any more prepared than the first time round. no excuses, no regrets. it's been a good run gg. 16 stations failed 8 when you were only allowed 5 the first time. i'm mr 50%.

unfortunately, i don't have any interesting anecdotes about my travels such as being mugged by a nice robber *points to wj's blog*, or bungee videos *ahem, carrie*. so i will tell you about my first experience with a patient complaint.

i was posted with my gp for 2 weeks and he runs an antenatal clinic one of the mornings. it was a pretty uneventful morning. the usual, take bp, feel tummy, talk about breastfeeding, take bp, feel tummy, think about lunch, take bp.. the next week, he tells me apparently one of the patients complained that he was inappropriate in his breast exam.

ok this is like a 74 year old white-haired kindly old man with white hair like colonel sanders. and he does look like he can do a mean fried chicken, which is besides the point. why in the world would you think that captain kfc is gonna cop a feel of your boobs? if he looked like some hamsap dirty old man then give you lah. but if he's a dude who wears a labcoat in 38 degrees, is polite and kindly and has had patients that come all the way from the country to see him for 20 years, go be paranoid about someone else. that's what you get for checking someone's boobs and teaching them breastfeeding techniques n shit. i hope your baby dies.

oh and btw, 1st of jan i was in a car crash. which everyone probably knows now. but 2 people were killed. from the other car thank god. and the only injury i have to show is a fractured 2nd toe. wooo.

k that's all. lazy. happy valentine's day to everyone who didn't get to celebrate. and to those who got flowers, i hope you're happy. hope you got stung by bees.