So things had somehow worked out that Adah wouldn't be leaving until tomorrow; the semester would be starting oddly in the middle of the week, which worked out well, she supposed. It gave her a chance to do this at least one more time. Most of it would be spent thinking about how much she still had to do, and the other half would be working on ( Read more... )

Well, she was no longer a bird. That was a good thing, Adah supposed, if it weren't for the fact that it was all terribly disorientating, this switching between different bodies with different balance points, not to mention the change in height and having to reacquaint herself with the possession of opposable thumbs, which, really, she'd never ( Read more... )

When Adah came in for her clinic shift in the afternoon part of the day, she had a brief and fleeting thought of doing something cute like offering cootie shots for all the kids, but then she remembered that she disliked children more than she liked sticking needles into things, which was kind of impressive. So she just settled behind the desk, ( Read more... )

There was that feeling in the air as Adah walked to the clinic very early that morning for her day shift, the feeling that, if she believed in Dog, she would pray to him right now for a nice, quiet shift, but wouldn't be in the least bit surprised if she didn't get that nice, quiet shift. She hated mornings like that and, as she settled in behind ( Read more... )

It was probably a good indication that Adah's half brain was out to lunch through most of the evening of her shift, after she came in a bit early to relieve the nurses a little of the front desk duty when, even though there were a billion things to study (that she surprisingly hadn't yet), she was mostly spending her time staring at the ceiling and ( Read more... )

Feeling a little burned out on research, Adah had come to the clinic with books mostly of a literary nature, poetry and the like, telling her industrious and overworking half-brain to take it easy and just enjoy flurries of words for what they were and not try to convert them into formulas or theses or equations ( Read more... )

Keeping up what was either tradition or simple the schedule she was used to, Adah come in for the afternoon and evening of her shift at the clinic, letting the nurses fend for themselves that morning. She actually, now that the schedule had been shifted a little, intended in the future to practically live here over the weekend, squeezing in as ( Read more... )

Adah came in for the day shift, as usual, but her focus and concentration was a little lacking, admittedly. It was a little torturous to know that you had an experiment going on outside and couldn't properly observe and watch it. Still, she had a copious amount of notes from the party last night, and settled in to review and pick them apart, ( Read more... )

Since she hardly doubted she'd be lucky enough to have two shifts in a row as...interesting as yesterdays, Adah just settled in to get a lot of reading done. Which, actually, to a certain degree, she didn't mind in the slightest.

If Adah was late in opening the clinic today...well, it wasn't like she felt she really needed to justify her tardiness with an excuse. She just took it for what it was, settled down behind the front desk, and went to her tasks of researching and pondering various aspects of medical science and the Meaning of Life, which she one day really did ( Read more... )