Jan. 2nd, 2009

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Other People's Children.

It's becoming a favorite phrase, really. It properly displays disgust at the ongoing behavior, it insinuates what I feel their reasoning capability is, and even gets in a 'your momma' joke on the sly.

Like the guy that lied to me not once, but twice about his dog, and then proceeded to (while defending pit bulls, which was appreciated) tell me about all of the random killing sprees that went on in Oakland and its environs on Christmas.

*sigh*

Anyway, today is freakishly busy, and my resident is running around like a chicken with his head cut off and is still two cases behind, and.

And I wish I had money for a coke. I forgot that the cafe downstairs isn't open today. Boo! There are vending machines, but I don't know if I have enough change, 'cause I switched purses and didn't move over the ton of coinage I've managed to amass.

In other, other news, people like my hair!

Adopt one today! Adopt one today! Adopt one today! Adopt one today! Adopt one today!
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Still at the hospital.

New goal: Leave by 9pm. Because my stomach is starting to digest itself. Yeurgh.

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