Every time I try to have a heart-to-heart with him, everything explodes. Literally this time.

Officially going to stop trying.

So, apparently I'm Dr Evil.

How dare I want to attempt to take Dr C's job...

:/

Never, ever taking sleep for granted again.

Oh, hello, deep end! I'm Dave.

Serena? You around? I know it's early in the morning, but I left you a voicemail message. I wanted to make sure you got it. Chris is here sleeping on my sofa. He was going to go home last night... early this morning, whatever, but I convinced him to stay. He hadn't slept, driving again would have been stupid ( Read more... )

Feels really nice to be taken care of like this.

Okay, did some higher power team up and decide to give me all the asshole patients and family members this week? I'm getting paronoid about the amount of times I've been abused.

I need a drink.