From the Hospital

[sane_bombardier]

Hospital is more boring than I remember it being. Dunbar would have loved it. Anything is better than being in action (and that is out of the question, given my delicate condition. The doctor visited me again today, and my liver still hurts. It's too bad) but it's a shame all the nurses hate me. I haven't had any visitors either. Oh well. Most of

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[greenliekwoah]

...*doesn't take the trouble of actually visiting but sends Yo-Yo a book of Eliot poetry, except all the pages are torn out, so it's just a leatherbound cover that has 'The Selected Works of T. S. Eliot' stamped on it in gold*

[sane_bombardier]

That's probably the most thoughtful thing you've done for anyone, ever.

*ignores the fact that you called me Yo-Yo*

*sets the cover on fire*

*gets told off by the duty nurse*

That was actually quite entertaining. Thanks Greeny.

[greenliekwoah]

No, actually, I got someone to do it for me. *ignores the fact that you called me Greeny*

[dequincy]

*takes just a moment to stop by -- most of which is involved with extracting the fork from the man with suicidal tendencies*

*holding it up* These are really dangerous things to have around.

[sane_bombardier]

*smiles warmly upon seeing you*

The guy across from me said he heard the suicidal guy was blinded and that's why he wanted to kill himself. Poor bastard. As if the war isn't doing a good enough job of killing us off as it is.

[dequincy]

The only way to kill yourself with a fork is to be poked in the eye anyway. There isn't much of anywhere else where it'll bleed enough fast enough ...

Er. I hope that wasn't encouraging to anyone ... because if anyone hears that Dr DeQuincy was explaining suicide methods, I'll be out of work. Again.

[sane_bombardier]

Oh. I'm told he stuck it in his chest and tried to hammer it through with his shoe >_<

Don't worry, it'll take a lot more than that to make me commit suicide.