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Ya know, ah was doin' do good at not touching people, havin' pretty good control of things, then ah get grabbed by someon' trying ta mug me. really, me? trying to mug ME? idiots. Ah wasn't wearing the gloves Sam got me, and now ah got a migraine, he's wishin' he never met me and i'm two hundred dollars richer. Some people just ain't got no common courtesy.

So far so good, the furballs are settling in nicely, they seem to love the open floor plan and plenty of cool tile to lay on. Of course they both want to lay on me when I go to bed, and that's rather awkward considering Spike's a good 130lbs. My legs lose feeling relatively fast.

Whenever any of my dear friends are free, I'd love to introduce you to the horde, so that they may know who you are and not try to squish you too much when you come over.

To those concerned, I am home safely. My friends came to rescue me... though it was very confusing at first, since most of them are usually female and seem to now be men.

I'm okay.

A man came into my clinic today. He'd let a condition go on far too long because he couldn't afford
treatment. All I could do was make him comfortable. Last night I lost another patient as well, though that was due to their inability to listen to instructions.

It makes me very angry. The latter because it was preventable but the patient would not listen. The former because society killed them.

If you're a person who's been afflicted with different bits, let me know. I run a clothing store, and have lines for both men and women. I'll have someone run clothes over to you so you don't have to go out.

I need some help with shopping.

Screw this, I am not wearing girls clothes.