Today flicking through my notebooks I stumbled across this cartoon I made last winter on a particularly burnt-out procrastination-ridden day. I still can't believe I somehow survived all that revision, all that cramming, isolation and anxiety... I almost miss it!:)
A year on: I have a job! I am no longer poor. But on the downside I work never-ending shifts that leave me feeling used and useless. People spit at me. I have been exposed to a kaleidoscope of sights and smells that elicit in me a previously unknown level of mute disgust. I can cope with death, I try to keep cool and do the best I can when things go wrong. I stay late most days just to make sure my patients will be safe when I'm not there, that important stuff will get done.
And if I could change one thing only at work, it would be the malignant atmosphere. Why is everyone so tense and argumentative?!? Chill the fuck out world! You can still be efficient while being NICER to each other, people!
A short passage from 'My uncle Oswald' by Roald Dahl - ♥♥♥!
An English/German hybrid, born in Kenya in 1977, Serge Seidlitz grew up travelling between the UK and Asia, where a diet of MTV & Mad magazine fuelled his desire to become an illustrator.
Serge combines elements of popular culture with these diverse influences to create a body of work which both relates back to an iconic graphic language and also explores innovative and original ideas through maps, information graphics, character design and much more.
Now I'm off to eat cinnamon pastries and explore the Bath Christmas market!:)
The most recent post from the dangerously poignant and witty Allie at Hyperbole and a Half. Click HERE to read through the complete painfully brilliant story of her depression, then spend the rest of the day binge-reading all her previous posts.
It's one of those blogs that will have you glued to your computer screen for hours, make you laugh with your mouth full and repeatedly shout "this is SO true" at the Internet.
An absolute *must*! :D
L: Containers with chemicals should have accurate inscriptions. R: They are working upstairs - don’t stay under the mast.
L: Hide the hair. R: Don’t walk on fish.
L: Hey, scatterbrain, don’t cripple your friends! R: Don’t clean the cylinder while it’s in motion.
L: Be careful with forks. R: Don’t use your leg for taking off the belting.
L: I was drunk at work. R: Tie yourself working on steep roofs.
L: Don’t leave anything without bracing. R: Look out for buffers.
L: Don’t open the lid of the picker before the engine stops. R: Watch your step!
L: Don’t use water when extinguishing the engine. Water is an electricity conductor. R: Put the work piece into the die mould only using the forceps. Dangerous!
L: Don’t walk under the transmission arbor. R: Look where you’re going.
L: Be careful with a shovel. R: Don’t clutter your working place!
Be careful with a spud. Look at the lady on the right - she is not sorry at all, is she?
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