It seems yesterday was a bad day to stay home from work. Apparently a random gentleman wandered down the basement hallway of the clinic and urinated down its entire length in front of all of the nurses. Larry called me after work to tell me about it, and seemed quite pissed (hah) about the whole situation. I'm just sorry I missed it.

Today wasn't quite so thrilling, although I did have the honour of removing a caked-on shart that somehow managed to spray behind a toilet seat.

I'm tired and my baby toe has a blister on top of a blister and I have the devil shits thanks to shark week and Soup chewed up my student loan papers and all I want to do is get laid but Steve, brave Steve, who earns his red wings all over again every month is at his philosophy lecture and has to work after that until midnight and I have to get up at 5am tomorrow to wipe away feces from places they shouldn't be and get ignored by bitchy lab techs fresh out of high school earning triple my wage and then after that maybe, just maybe, we won't get called into work on Saturday and I'll have a moment to breathe.



Life is pretty good.