I went in this morning at 9am to see Dr. Robichaud, the Ear/Nose/Throat guy. He was also a very good-looking man. His young intern, Brendan, was freakin' smoking hot. What the hell? When did this hospital turn into a televised drama of ridiculously good-looking people? In my mind I kept flipping between Scrubs and Grey's Anatomy. Scrubs sort of won
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I was at my parents', watering their plants, because it was hot and they were going to die, since they're gone for the weekend. The hose got caught around a bush, so I yanked on it. I lost my footing, slipped on the pavement surrounding the pool, and started to go down. I did some sort of contorting thing in the air, because somehow I decided I
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This article is a good starter. Though, the links within it lead to much more interesting places, like The Willows, a magazine featuring "classic style weird fiction" and also has steampunk horror fiction. Worth a look.