Email to my peeps; 14 April 2009

Hi All,

I am going to be back in the office tomorrow, so I figured I should fill you all in on where and what I've been up to since the ambos took me away on 2 April.

I spent 6 nights in the neurology ward of Box Hill Hospital where an MRI revealed that I had experienced a stroke caused by a blood clot at the base of my skull.

The stroke affected the left side of my body, which is not good since I am left-handed! As a result, my handwriting, dexterity, balance and strength were all reduced on that side but slowly came back over the course of a week.

I am now fully recovered as far as I can tell, except that I am experiencing some tiredness.

Also, I am now on anti-clotting medication; so if we could keep the bumper-car riding and chainsaw juggling to a minimum in the office that would be most helpful.

Cheers, Cass.

Procrastination, thy name is Cass

It would be good if I could ever get around to actually updating this, right?

It's just that I've been extremely busy at work and; also, the dog ate my blog. Or something.

The big news around the 'hood is that my parents are moving house in September. It's the typical sea-change. Dad retired in July (-ish) and suddenly found that the concept of moving house filled him not with the crippling anxiety he'd always associated with such ventures; but with vigorous enthusiasm.

This surprised me because, as anyone who knows me or my father can tell you, we don't actually have any natural propensity for enthusiasm.

At any rate, they found a house in Rye which they really liked and subsequently won the auction which they didn't seriously consider would happen and now they've managed to sell their house for a seriously staggering sum of money and are tasked with shifting 30 years worth of accumulated crap out of the family home and off into the pale blue yonder.

This is inconvenient for the Monkey-husband and myself who are currently using their house as a surrogate home for a piano, a reproduction Georgian dining suite a, and a depression era wardrobe.

On the other hand, we will now be able to mooch free accommodation at the beach...

Compulsive habits I refuse to apologise for

  1. Smelling the fabric softener refills in the supermarket
  2. Twirling my hair
  3. Checking websites I already know won't have been updated since I last looked
  4. Poking my nerd-nose where it doesn't belong
  5. Watching Border Patrol
  6. Playing Tetris DS Catch whenever I'm even moderately bored
  7. Using 'stabby' as an adjective to describe my mood
  8. Applying the words 'gay' and 'gaylord' to anything that pisses me off
  9. Pointing out before I fix computer issues that I am not, in fact, the official IT bitch
  10. Stealing my coworkers' candy

The League of Extraordinary Gaylords

Although I am a self-professed geek; I am more culture vulture than technophile.

With that in mind, imagine how much fun I am having at my very first LAN party. So far, whilst witnessing a file swapping frenzy, I have had the opportunity to explain the premise of the TV program Quantum Leap, discuss my feelings on the Alien vs Predator franchise and download all 5 seasons of Daria.

Of course this came at a price. Specifically, having to listen to the banter of 8 nerds as they battled to blow each others' virtual heads off.