I just missed you guys too much. I mean, the world, it's so sane and dull. And lack wit. It hurts.

Licks Shir I don't care if you have already gone back to exam hell. I've been thinking about you, and missing you.

I bet hot-and-sour soup is good, yet the name gives me some unappetizingly biley associations, so I've never had the guts(heh!) to actually eat any...isn't that dumb?

I really love the hot and sour soup at our neighborhood Chinese buffet, but I may never be able to eat it again. Thanks for the image, erika.

included me as a research assistant, with a salary, this summer. Yay extra money!

Congrats, Hil

It's definitely a Monday.

Askye, I'm sorry your Monday was so Mondayish. Mine was definitely extremely Monday, too. It involved gushing, spurting blood - not exaggerating, seriously, like fill a balloon with water and poke a pin hole in it. Thankfully less than 2 oz total, and it responded to a pressure bandage, but still... In my job I can and do administer and clean up the results of enemas, no problem, but for blood, I am squeamish.

Also, I ended up telling my supervisor that when residents have anxiety behaviors that cause them to obsess about things, she needs to not stir them up more by talking about how they obsess. I heard bosslady talking more about the issue than the resident. She told me ___ was driving her crazy by obsessing, so I said, "you are driving me crazy by obsessing about her obsessing, so which one of us gets to run out of here screaming?" I know I was not at my best, there. But seriously, isn't the bosslady supposed to set the tone? If she can't handle the residents' behavioral issues, how in the fuck are the rest of us supposed to do it? The best way to handle stuff like the resident's obsession is to be unflappable, yet bosslady is such a little bird, that flapping is all she knows.

I really think I need to start documenting the crap she says, and then ask her supervisor to have a little talk with her, because I'm not getting through.

good idea , windsparrow.

Blech. I'm awake. Don't wanna be awake.

I missed the Shir!! Fuck it! :: tackle hugs Shir :: Missed ya! Study hard.

Long day#1 is done. Hobby theater can be way too much work. The director ignored my warning that with 3 hours of tech, she was wanting too much. I was right. Wheee. Sometimes I hate being right.

Too many different joints hurt and I can't find a comfortable way to lie down.

I hate my body.

Hil, I'm in the same situation tonight for a similar reason. Sleep-ma to you.

I wore boots all day today, because it was snowy and I didn't want to bother with bringing sneakers to change into. I've done it before and been fine, but today it ended up throwing everything out of whack.

Sleep-ma to you, too.

{{{{Hil}}} {{{sj}}}

bleargh. woke up with my wrist hurting. can't find my wrist brace, so I ace bandaged it for now. I revise my previous "I hate my body" to "My body hates me."

Whoa, man. Jaw is sore this morning. You'd think I got a tooth pulled, or something!

...what?

Comparatively, the soreness is nothing next to the pain I was having, so ibuprofen will probably zap it. But I got a major low-blood-sugar rush when I got out of the shower. Apparently 4 days of not eating will take a toll on a person. So I'm sucking down fruit juice and eating a banana. Man, that was weird.