Where I May

I spent a ridiculous amount of energy when I was younger loathing my voice and my name. Therefore, I always find it amusing when people respond positively to either one. The name's surprisingly well-liked, but I think yesterday night was the first time I was (sincerely?) complimented to my face about the way I sound, with bonus speculation on how good a singing voice I have. I declined their request to have me sing something, because there are limits.

Also last night, a physician and I got into a brouhaha that culminated with him getting chewed out by one of my co-workers and floor manager, and him quite handily proving himself an utter dick. The whole thing was fascinating, really, and requires a post full of analysis and witty zingers...things not on the agenda tonight. Must sleep. Sleeeeeeep.