In those days, it was called "family trouble". Now days, they might refer to it as "kidnapping".
When the ground gives way, then your world collapses.
Maybe you just need to have faith.
Maybe if life was just one giant Gray's Anatomy voiceover, the world would be a better place. We could all walk dramatically through empty hallways with stern gazes and perfectly curled hair, and no one in the world would criticize us or give us shit about anything, because we'd be doctors, man - dramatic, TV show doctors, complete with sarcasm and deep thoughts to inspire and title blog entries after.
But then again, we'd also be cutting people open on a daily basis, and that's not exactly one of my strengths in life. I'd make an awful doctor. I struggle a bit with the needles thing. Doesn't sit well with me. It kind of brings on a minor panic attack - sort of like when I hear things that sound like my alarm clock in Walmart. Scary stuff.
That's why we stick with Psych.
And Glee.
Not too many needles or alarm clocks in those shows.
You really gotta play it safe with television these days.
So - question? How do they do it. Like, really. These doctors - they're standing there, complaining and arguing and just screaming at each other, and yet they still manage to calmly slice these people open, and preform all these complex operations...is that...? No. Please tell me real surgeons don't do this. That's so stressful. Way too much multitasking. If I was that patient, I would so not be okay with that. However, I'd also be knocked out with all sorts of lovely sleepy-drugs (and yes, that is a medical term), so maybe, i wouldn't even know.
Actually, no maybe. I'd be asleep.
I think I say really, really stupid things when I'm tired. Just warning you.
Because, you know. It's not like you've noticed.
OH NO!!! ALEX!!! WAKE UP!!
Oh, the drama. Gray's Anatomy is too intense for me. Good night.
Maybe you just need to have faith.
Maybe if life was just one giant Gray's Anatomy voiceover, the world would be a better place. We could all walk dramatically through empty hallways with stern gazes and perfectly curled hair, and no one in the world would criticize us or give us shit about anything, because we'd be doctors, man - dramatic, TV show doctors, complete with sarcasm and deep thoughts to inspire and title blog entries after.
But then again, we'd also be cutting people open on a daily basis, and that's not exactly one of my strengths in life. I'd make an awful doctor. I struggle a bit with the needles thing. Doesn't sit well with me. It kind of brings on a minor panic attack - sort of like when I hear things that sound like my alarm clock in Walmart. Scary stuff.
That's why we stick with Psych.
And Glee.
Not too many needles or alarm clocks in those shows.
You really gotta play it safe with television these days.
So - question? How do they do it. Like, really. These doctors - they're standing there, complaining and arguing and just screaming at each other, and yet they still manage to calmly slice these people open, and preform all these complex operations...is that...? No. Please tell me real surgeons don't do this. That's so stressful. Way too much multitasking. If I was that patient, I would so not be okay with that. However, I'd also be knocked out with all sorts of lovely sleepy-drugs (and yes, that is a medical term), so maybe, i wouldn't even know.
Actually, no maybe. I'd be asleep.
I think I say really, really stupid things when I'm tired. Just warning you.
Because, you know. It's not like you've noticed.
OH NO!!! ALEX!!! WAKE UP!!
Oh, the drama. Gray's Anatomy is too intense for me. Good night.