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For some lines you just have to smile, even if he's a player. He deserves the reward just for the originality. "What name will I be panting out for you, darlin'?" I mean, that line works for a smile even when it follows "You wanted to perform sexual favors for me, luv?" Anyway, I found the lines not in a club or restaurant or anywhere else where you can feel the body heat or touch the chest that rumbled the words. My smile for the words only got as far as the pages of Caitlin Kittredges novella "Down in the Ground Where the Dead Men Go" which you can find in this months new anthology Huntress. (Lead story is by Christine Warren if you need to look for it alphabetically in you local favorite book store.
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Am requiring cafeination this evening to make it through my shift. At least its Friday or I would probably be in a bit of trouble. On a happier note I now have one week and three hours of vacation saved up. Had some interesting cases this week but can't write about it here because of confidentiality of course. Had some interesting netflix. Watched Passangers which I had seen in the store and thought looked good but didn't want to pay $20 for if I ended up not liking it. I thought it would be a sort of supernatural thriller/drama a la The Forgotten. And in many ways it very much was but I was surprised at how much I liked it. It is one of the cutest love stories I've seen in a long time and that I wasn't expecting. Not a traditional love story but I thought it was perfect. It had me all teary-eyed and wanted to crawl into a warm lap. Even after rewatching the ending for a fourth time this morning it still had me getting teary-eyed. Quit a feat. Sent it back of netflix today but when I find it on sale in the store I'm certainly going to purchase it. The second was the ending to the anime Mohormatic. This was a cute anime drawn in my favorite style. Anime's tend to be bittersweet or lessons of having to grow up in the face of tragedy but given some of the dialogue in the last few episodes I did have a little hope that the inevitable might not be true. Despite that misdirection I wasn't shocked by the general ending of the story but then comes the last episode and I feel like they had one episode to go and they got high on all the meth that could possibly be found and forgot what the whole theme and atmosphere of the show was then wrote the last episode mentally completely mucked up. I mean it was bizarre - the tone, the color scheme, the drawing style, the way the shots flowed, the mood, the EVERYTHING. Very very bizare.
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A good psychotherapist is like a good spy - you never let the enemy have access to something he might be able to use against you. And lets not kid ourselves, the patient is the enemy - think he's your friend and boom, you're dead. So he (or she) comes in the door and the first thing you do is divest him (or her) of as much as possibe. Purses, bags, coats and sweaters: if it can be used to hold or conceal something, it's not staying in the same room with them. So tonight I spent 2 1/2 hrs alone in the office with a 6ft+ 200pounds+ tatooed man. And when the unit was ready for him and I called my Samoan buddies to come down and search the items I had confiscated from the enemy (I mean patient) the tally came out to, hidden among the clothing in the backpacks: 2 huge beer cans (never seen ones quit that large), 2 knives (isn't that sweet), and a bag of pills (so the beer was intended as an OD chaser?). Which explains why the psychotherapist is such a b**** and takes away all of your personal belongings when you come in the door, now doesn't it?
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I must protest: It's not that I'm too picky, I just have standards. Granted they may be shallow up-against-the-wall standards but they're standards none the less.
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40% off cupon for borders this weekend. free shiping for packages over $10 at barnesandnoble.com. he he.... he he he..... hehehehehe
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Can't quit decide what I want to buy: a house, a piano, an airplane (although I would need to buy fliying lessons first). Was kinda bummed that today when I googled it the Chicago Tribune said the hospital I used to work at has apparently gone out of business. Which explains why I can never find the hospitals website every time I google it. This makes me sad. Now there really is no going back. And it occurs to me that I may not have a very good influence on institutions. I leave my undergrade, the go co-ed. I leave my hospital, they go under. God only knows what will happen to this place when I leave. I'll have destroyed two hospitals. Now there are two ways of looking at this. Either I am the pillar that is the only thing keeping these places going and when I leave they collapse, or, I am the death plague of the universe. Personally, I'm going with the death plague.
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Can't get through the books I already have but damned if I don't purchase more.
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Have been bad lately, starting too many books at once rather than actually finishing any. Today I'm working my way through more of Cheyenne McCray's Forbidden Magic which I had read on my flight over to Austria during my vacation. It had several amusing scenes in the parts I've read the last two days. I don't forsee finishing it today and probably not tomorrow either (I read so slowly) but I am making progress. I'll need to purchase the second book in the series before I read the 3rd and 5th which I already own but have only browsed, not read in their entirity. Also will try to at least finsih the Karen Chance novel I'm in the middle of before I start any other books. (I said try, not that I will definately suceed.) There are just so many great books and rather than reading them I spend time on-line or watching movies.
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Had a LOT to do today at work. Worked so frantically to get it all done that I gave myself a bad headache. Woe is me. Now I'm sitting in the office with a pounding head watching a 15 year old who's bigger than most 20 year olds and who's in because I tried to stab his mother with a knife earlier today. You gotta love my type of babysitting. At least the phone is being quiet for a minute. If I don't move or think the pain in my head isn't quit as bad. Hopefully I'm be able to go home when my shift ends in half an hour but everyone else is currently in an assessment so its hard to leave the office alone and I definately can't leave the office to itself if stabber hasn't gone back onto the unit yet. How was your day at work?
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