Three separate gentlemen offered me their seats on the subway this afternoon. This means I'm either a)fuckin' hot stuff or b) look like I'm preggers when I'm wearing my pea coat. The betting kind would put the entire kitten kaboodle on "b". *sigh* Time to hit the gym even harder ("harder core"? "hardz corez"? I don't know).
Went to visit one of my patients in the hospital today, and found out he'd just been transferred to the Medical ICU. His daughter kept rattling off all this medical terminology that she's become familiar with over the course of her father's illness, and I found myself wanting to jump in and correct her after, like, ever other sentence. I was proud of myself, that I was able to keep my piehole shut and actually listen instead of acting like a professional douche.
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I'm quite out-of-sorts this evening, aren't I?
If anyone on the FL has Rock Band 2 and XBox Live and wants to jam let me know.
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