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Junkies - again I hate junkies, more now than ever. It's not good enough that they put their own lives and the lives of their families and children at risk, but they have recently(today) branched out into threatening council plumbers.

Yes, I got stuck today by a needle, a bent one, I have been informed this is how the junkies determine if it's one that's been used or not, meaning it had.

By the time you figure in the blood test, tetanus and hepatitisB(ouch) needles, results in four needless needle pricks. Not to mention that this just cost my employer(the cooncil) money in lost time, as well as the NHS in drugs and time. Note that both are funded with public money, which means that WE paid for my afternoon. I don't appreciate being forced into spending needless amounts of cash(I guess it's the Scotsman in me) I'm sure those reading this don't either.

Now I have a wait on my hands to get the test results back and be given the all clear. OK, the chances are slim that I have caught anything major but I'm still a little worried about it. I'm not the kind of person who gets stressed out easily, but this is trying on me a little.

Apparently my arm is going to stiffen up this evening with the HepB jab being STRAIGHT INTO THE MUSCLE!! So I'm typing this before I lose the ability.

I don't generally publish the addresses of the houses in which I work in my plumbing blog, but this isn't that blog so.....

To the previous tenant of 24 Ritchie Place, Tillidrone, Aberdeen,

You are a useless junkie bastard, giving myself and my family undue stress by your blatant disregard for the proper disposal of your paraphernalia. I am not against the use of drugs by addicts. I am against reckless endangerment of others who are not engaging in that activity.

I couldn't give a toss if you OD(or indeed have already OD'd) satisfying your need for a fix. I do care when my girlfriend and my children are forced, by your inappropriate actions, into a worrying situation which needn't have been.

You can rot.

btk

I haven't told the kids and I am not going to, they wouldn't understand anyhow. What gets people into drug misuse? I can't understand it really, I mean I was always told to say no to drugs. I can't imagine anyone telling someone to say yes, so how does it start? Is the carelessness ingrained at the same time? Cunts.

billy

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Flashing Lights Next person who flashes their lights at me in an agressive manner will be stopped at the next junction and have the error of their ways explained to them. See how quick you get to where you're going now, prick.

cnuts

btk

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December in Aberdeen It's December,

It's Aberdeen...

...the Aberdeen that's further north than Moscow, Russia.

Top of the list of good ideas for things to do in December in Aberdeen must, according to the 12(yes TWELVE) nutters I saw today is...

...RUN INTO THE NORTH SEA!!!

Crazy bastard surfers!

btk

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Happy Birthday It almost escaped my notice, but this blog turned 1 on Sunday. The first post also mentioned that I had just given up smoking, which means that's been a year too. How time flies eh.

I'm now running 1,2,3,4 blogs and consider myself a non-smoker. (well ex-smoker).

One thing I would say is that the cravings for a smoke don't leave. I still find myself 'gaspin fur a fag' from time to time but it does lessen in severity. Thank gawd for Wrigley's Extra.

I bought the motor mentioned in post one too, as we all know, and it's also looking for re-housing now. Offers on a postcard please. Catty still works for Aker Kvaerner and I have changed cooncils from North Ayrshire to Aberdeen City, same shit different coloured payslips.

I still don't have a PC of my own that works as mine is still in it's fried mobo state in the corner. I did rape it for it's hard drives though, 120gig just wasn't gonna cut it. Especially when Catty beeyotches at me for filling it up.

Oh and there are now kidthekids four.

I can now understand some doric too, it surprised me to find that reed is more than just the place favoured by isrealite wimmin when abandoning their weans(loons and quines!) but in fact the first colour of the rainbow. I found this out when told to look for the building with the reed windaz.

The bank charges chase up returns to court on the 11th of January with hearing on the 18th of January(my birthday)...

Here's to another great year and I think I'll have a celebratory drink. You do it too on my behalf ok...

btk

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Hilton Chippie... ...kicks ass. Ordered a haggis pudding supper at lunch time today(since the kids get bread priority in my house) and it went down a treat.

5 Stars.

Is anyone else's day shortening? I am synchronising my PC clock every day and it's always about 7 minutes ahead of what it should be...

wth?

btk

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Home Alone I've got the place to myself this weekend. Catty and the kids have gone to Craig Tara for the C/W festival, leaving me to my own devices. Oh the excitement, now what to do.... I know! A cuppa....

Oh I started yet another blog today.... it's here. can you tell I'm bored already! It's all very well having the place to yourself but the silence is deafening on the first night. In fact I can taste my mouth due to not opening it to speak to anyone for 11 hours. I wonder if this is what old feels like....


btk ;o)

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Parking Patroller 53 When I got into work today the gaffer comes over to me.

"Billy, about that ticket."
"Aye what about it?"
He produces a portfolio, with pictures of the van, AFTER I had already seen it with the ticket scrunched up in the window. (meaning he'd gone and come back later for the pictures!)
"You can't do that again or we might get all our permits taken off us.
"Aye OK."
"It's not funny, we could lose all our permits."
"Aye OK." (I must have been giggling)

Let's face it it IS funny. I mean someone has obviously got themselves fairly stressed up over this, lmao.

WTF is that all about, I mean, I got ticketed for parking on double yellows, fair point. But where does patroller 53 get off sending pictures of the incident to my work?!?!?! what's all that about?

I mean, give me the ticket or give me a warning. Bastard.

I'll see if I can get a hold of the 'portfolio' tomorrow to post on here. Oh, I paid the ticket tonight. The way I figure it, I made more money by parkin gon the double yellows than the fine so screw patroller 53, after all, he's screwing us!

btk ;o)

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That ship, called, dig-ni-teeeeeeeeee. Innes says, "you can't put a price on your dignity"

How about £30 to £330?

That's how much it COSTS me to go out to work. What's wrong with this picture? I thought it was a Labour government! haha. First, let me explain the workings of my financial situation...

Catty works full time(or will once her maternity ends) at Aker Kvaerner. She makes about the same amount of money as I make at the cooncil. You'd think therefor that by me working we'd be doubling our income right?

Wrong!

You see we have children, four, young, children to be precise. Well it turns out you need to provide care for them (ha! who'd have thought, eh?). This care has to happen even when you can't provide it yourself because, say, you need to go to work at the cooncil.

Step in the childminders. Except, we have FOUR children, looking for childminding mid-school year. Four children just isn't a workable number. Childminders have one, two or if you are really lucky three spaces available. But they aren't cheap.

During school time alone it would cost £30-£50 MORE THAN I MAKE PER WEEK per week, just for childcare. During school holidays this would soar to almost £350 MORE THAN I MAKE PER WEEK per week. This takes into account the tax credits childcare allowance.

I am forced to resign my job when Catty goes back after her maternity leave. I mean, who pays to go to work?? It's a sorry state indeed when you are better off not working.

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TCMWTDR Had an interview with the cooncil today, got the job. Think I'll call myself "the cooncil man with the drain rods"...


...naw, hing oan a minnit..

btk

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