Schtuff
Been kind of a wiggy week. Hospitals are about the most depressing and stifling place I've really been exposed to. You walk outside and put some distance between yourself and it and you find yourself standing straighter, and feeling lighter.
There's just this surreal context to them. You're sitting in square waiting rooms that always have that touch of an industrial-complex-office feel, and everything is squarish-but-with-rounded-edges, easily cleaned, neutral-colored, and any semblance of comfort is really an illusion, its all about surviving wear & tear. The carpet. The seat cushions. Everything.
And there's the sickly-sweet faint ammonia smell that permeates everything, which they try to mask with fragrances, but just makes me feel queasy. And just the sheer amount of life changing moments swirling around you while you sit there. Babies being born, babies not being born. People coming out of surgery ok, people not coming out of surgery ok. I'm really not sure how people stand to go to work in them every day, but I guess when you live on a farm you don't notice the smell after awhile.
Just found myself seriously wigged out sitting in the waiting room, with little kids obliviously playing while their parents worry and fidget and pictures of the Iraqi prisons are plastered across the TVs.
Anyways, I may be leaving again thursday afternoon or evening, not quite sure yet, we'll see.
And some good news on the Powerbook front, after a bit over 7.5+ hours on the phone with Apple over the last few days, everything is hopefully squared away and a box to send it in for repair should be arriving sometime Thursday.
Posted by drunkenbatmanMay 12, 2004, at 01:44 AM
