I’m sitting here, listening to my obsession, well, one of them – Tanz Der Vampire and waiting ever so impatiently for my mind to unwind from my immense, sarcasm fully intended, 13 hour day. Technically we finish at 8pm but of course, you get the patients who fail to realize that you’ve been at the clinic for 12 hours already and have to bring their 4 year old child in who has absolutely nothing wrong with her to see the most anal retentive physician we have who will order tests here there and everywhere to come full circle to establishing that – there is nothing wrong.

Perhaps this rant will elevate some extra stress therefore allowing me to sleep.

Annoyed, worried, counting the hours until I have word, one word, and any word that he’s ok. Halloween is coming up and I’m thinking of finally indulging in my one passion of being a Pinup girl, or something to that effect. Grace from Annie is absolutely gorgeous and is my model for how I want to look. Anything from the 20’s to the 50’s is beautiful, when women were graceful and perfection in my eyes with curves galore and elegance to boot. I have the pencil skirt, red lipstick, pearls and pin curls – all I have to get are my black pumps and blouse and it’s on.

How random/insignificant/rant-like I am being but – if it helps me sleep, I’m good.

Just in case, which we know you are reading this – You’re a whore and a nasty one at that Stop stalking me and grow some class.