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I could never be a nurse. Between guarding Mrs. Summers and making the rounds of all the people I like in the hospital I'm exhausted every morning. Don't see how these ladies make a living of it. Especially the way Mrs. Summers some people act toward them. I mean, these poor people are just trying to do their job. It's not their fault anyone's here, but some people can get real bitchy for no reason.

I hope this is over soon. I'm not used to this much drama.

I'd like to take some time out from our current crisis to make a public service announcement:

Dwarves are bastards.

Not 'little people', mind. Dwarves. Actual ones, with the shortness, the love of being undergrounds, and the hair. Bastards, all of them. Suave bastards sometimes, but bastards all the same.

I'm feeling a little better now, but that's probably just wishful thinking because I ~so seriously cannot stay in this hospital another day~.

You guys, it's horrible. The bed is all lumpy and creaky and the remote never works, and omg... I can't have coffee, even though I can eat things now. They won't let me have my espresso!

I'd go insane completely if it wasn't for all the friends who've stopped by. Thanks guys. ♥

Woke up with a nose bleed. What new fuckery are the dreams giving me now?

Dreams can officially fuck off.

So I've got this charity fundraiser I'll be attending, and I've been working on my schmoozing skills. I'm pretty terrible at this, and much better at working with ... well people who've been dead a thousand years.

Mercifully, I haven't had any new dreams since the shipwreck.

I really don't know what to think about this.

My husband is acting strange so I

This is a pretty cool video. Physics is pretty awesome when you think about it. How energy affects energy, how motion makes things move, shift and change.

I feel like a goddamn failure.

Maybe I shouldn't because it was what needed to be done, but I should've fucking been able to stop it somehow.

If you need me, check the bar. If it's business hours, your best bet is Lux and no one gets to give me shit for actually conforming to that dress code.

Is there a Huckleberry Finn around?

Well then. That was enlightening. I think I will skip the second helping of dreams. This first one is a world of... what the fuck. I'm hoping it's a fluke.

Anyone know a good P.I.?