Bumps With Hard White Center

definitions

A brothel is a house that is in the increase of pleasure. A hospital is a house that is in the increase of patients.

No stop, can not vote yes.

A brothel is a house that is used in the production of pleasure. A hospital is a house that is used for production of the sick.

So that's getting worse -

A hospital is a house that is used to eliminate diseases. A brothel is a house that is the abolition of the joys.

Grmblzfix ...! One thing is clear: To the joy of coming home a little sick, and the hospital is rarely joy ...

At midnight, I landed on the emergency, which hold Sottigen-like-me from going on and to. Even wizards are powerless in certain situations, but they call for help. Anne also promised to care for the troubled ... As for Kafka four-thirty, in spite of all enlightenment in the emergency department, yet it was clear no diagnosis, I moved to the ward where I was then given two hours to the Intensive fast asleep. In the morning, I was informed, one would push me into the oven and bake for a crispy Semmeli out of me. Then I could go home.

love employees of the Federal Office for balance, harmonize and Fernunft (BAARF!!): For two (deux / due / two / dos / dva) minutes tube, I was twelve (douze / dodici / twelve / dvanest uh / ) hours in hospital. Have breakfast, lunch and dinner eaten and had to with hands and feet against the adoption of the nurse to spend another night here, stem, an effort that I still, days later, almost litzt. Comma, comma, coma? This is just a digression on the subject of health care costs.

the morning, around eight, a carriage rolled with a mounted shelf at waist height to the room, a laptop on it and behind a focused lady in white. After a couple of Double-they knew my name and what I miss and what I have.

Hm

From nutrition techniques of postmodernism, they have not, ! Keeeeeeiinen! Shimmer! Fried pork cutlets! An epitome of Federal Essensunkultur: muesli and coffee in the evening! How was that with the definition of "hospital" ...?

So to make it clear and take the wind out of the sails of those who want me put away as a cynical snake: for intravenous pain medication on an emergency I am eternally grateful. The consistently absolutely friendly appearance of medical and nursing staff and any (jegliches!) absence bossy know-it impressed me deeply. Also, these people have listened to me! and not aimlessly herumgehudelt (which help in many places as, ' applies). That no diagnosis could be made, no reason for my cramps and just the nice man did to the emergency, what is ataxia, be dahingeunkt softly ...

Ken Crane Home, the ; a building located in the patient.

Freu-the-house, the ; a house that is operated in the prostitution.

- - I now operate to bed - - All right?

Swiss Miss Chocolate Caffeine

interruption

Now this was a far too long break since my last Journal. Gozzeidank me here is not a period of ten or twenty or 31 days net or pestert me with calls, except where my questionnaire (which I had to send on the last day of the period, the forehead, and then still with B-Post). An event that was happening like this:

caller (a young woman's voice): Jo grüezi I lüütenaa in Uuftrag vo de ... [here I heard already no longer out and constructed already the answer to the effect that I was not even on the phone to bother with advertising and survey calls] ... ... ... ... Pilotprojäckt ÖB Si de Froogebogä nöd until ... iischicke chönnted.

Me: Yes the day before yesterday I sent.

Long pause

A: I lüütenaa in Uuftrag de vo ...

Me: Yes I you've already seen , two days ago I've already made!

re-break, but not as long

A: I lüütenaa in Uuftrag de vo ...

I: Haaaaaalloo! Haaaaaaalloo! Stop Stop Stop Stop! - I - have - the - Questionnaire - before yesterday - sent - ...

A: Dänner Ah severally jo guet ...

[Polite, easier, friendly farewell phrases]

that I was not good understands and has not at all well understood when one has never seen me before, I know, yes, I understand, yes. That I do not operate the Schwiizerdüütschen , facilitates this situation will not grad that I should say it when I need something, I've heard myriad forms and knows it well (although not because of this). That have to be considered but only for me, I really do not understand. not real. Why is it so immensely difficult to tell me "Sorry, I did not understand, you can say that again, please?". No, the skewer is turned over, because it is assumed that goof, I understood nothing. Even here in Pilotprojäckt . That politeness and friendliness the tone specified does not matter in this context. - Oh, I'll again cynical. A recently lost girlfriend would say I sound so bitter. You do not know how it feels to such stupidity (misunderstanding?), So sheer revolution of the facts to meet again and again. Again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again. As might be expected: The fatigues. What is not the same as: I embittered me. Oh, it ödet only. Tired. If the listener hanging.

But I from drifting. To my long break:

sometime in early December, I tucked myself behind Anne's Employee Agreement. BVG. Daily allowance. E-mail, request, forms and signatures, just about 348'764. Parity Commission (1 Employer Representative: I - 1 Employee representative: Anne). Police, consultation, correction: the next form. And so on. Reprint.

Then Christmas. With presents and everything. This has to be well organized ... They have long gone, the times the light-heartedness at Season's ...

Then I crept to the Pilotprojäckt proposed wage settlement, and weighed from: What more do their own to change a year ago by Händsche gelismete payroll or all contracts of employment re-write? Sun counting, counting and counting and I write to: Sara's employment contract, employment contract Corinne, Matteo's employment contract, Filomena's employment and create the payroll for all. For all I calculate the wage costs. Correct them. Correct them again. And again ... I sit and count and estimate.

And Happy New Year!

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mysterious rustling behind the pile of papers, the annual wage bill. It fought the hissing wage statements with the work repeats. Lustig a copy of a waiver review darted around the corner and landed on January cheeky questionnaire of Projäckts we what we never, under no circumstances, not even in hundred years! come by itself, would fill in several operations would. Between those operations, the signature arches brave march for referendum on the 5th IVG-Revision to accused courageously, paradoxically, in the battle for the review of supplementary benefits, hesitant about their luster, but inevitably, the dawn of the tax return teased.

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The funny gypsy life takes the sad out of life compared to the year of an employer! Further complains that story in a wonderful way a view of understanding or misunderstanding of the concept disability : disability is not what people like us in the legs, arms, eyes or weissnichtwo missing, but that which one - no matter how you now looks - is bludgeoned unnecessarily between the legs ". How about an unspeakably complicate bureaucracy.