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And here I was hoping in New York I'd get better service at a hospital.

Apparently not. Oi, Barbie, Sharona, front and center. I need you two runaways to explain to me exactly who is in charge around here. I need to talk to them about certain needs that are supposed to be met upon hiring me.

At least it doesn't seem like as much of a shithole as Sacred Heart.

Oh, before I forget: I'm sad Bob Kelso is not here. I really loved the guy (This is to reverse any jinxes I may have put on myself upon arriving).

So all that aside, where can I get some decent Scotch?

I never thought I would say this, but a small part of me misses my old hospital.

Oh! Elliot! Steven came in the mail today! Can you come by and help me set up the web cam so that we can conference call Rowdy and Turk? Steven is complaining of chest pains and I think it's heart break.







Too bad there aren't any kittens allowed in the building. Sigh.

Frick!

I hate moving. Especially across the country. The movers broke one of my lamps and I'm pretty sure I left my favorite sweater in California. I bet that witch Debbie stole it. It just sucks. And my mom has already called me like FOURTEEN times to tell me that now that I'm living in New York I can be cold while I become an old spinster since I was too stupid to marry Keith. Because nobody else is ever going to have me. Did I just put that where anyone can read it? Double frick!

And oh god! Now I'm going to have to settle into a new hospital and that is going to be hell! And with my luck the people are all going to be like Dr. Cox and my patients will hate me and I'll get fired within a month. Frick.

New York City. The big apple....tini. Ooh, that would be nice...a big appletini.









No, I do not want to go swimming in a giant martini glass.