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Because, you know, the ONE weekend, the one DAY on one weekend I want to leave this damn town, I'm scheduled as on-call surgery assistant.

*throws things*

So freaking mad.

...

It is Saturday, yes? *eyes website* Now I'm just all confused.

Also mad.

But confused too.

And stressed, did I say stressed? So freaking stressed.

Though, seriously, dinner Saturday night and going to festival Sunday would work. Though it's entirely too late for changing plans now. *sulks yea mightily and... well, I don't know if I should finagle. Because of plan. Things. Which might not be what I think... and. ARUGH.


Here. Have dragons. Dragons are not stressful. They're just there. And pretty.