Today has been very strange. I have spent most of it being tired and irritable because I stayed out too late watching Steel Pulse and avoiding the psychotic rasta man that I dated briefly. I can only blame myself for my terrible mood.

The doctors are in rare form though. I have been dodging flying raisinettes all day. Two of them thumb wrestled, and one did the robot in the hallway. I am not really sure what they have been smoking, but I wish I had some. I wanna be in a robot kind of mood. I really do.
A very cute resident chose today (of all days) to speak to me, even crack jokes. I can’t understand for the life of me, why today would be the day he would speak. On normal days, I am cuter and less pissed-off-looking. Maybe he likes pissed off girls. Who knows?

“The Hitch-hiker” has been calling me. He is a nice guy, so far. We will see how that goes. I can’t imagine what an intelligent, decent guy my age with two bachelors degrees wants with me and all of my dysfunction. So, there must be something wrong with him. I am sure it will show soon enough. It always does. I could write a book.

On a happy note, Lucas said I looked pretty last night. Coming from Lucas, that is a HUGE compliment. Go me!

Stuck-in-my-head Song of the Day: Corner Stone - Bob Marley