I really don't want to go to work. Last time I went it was awful. 9 and a half hours with no time for a break. I've also suddenly developed a headache and nausea. But I think that's just the dread setting in.
06/13 10:51:03 five sounds: you!!!
06/13 10:51:08 shortnsweet: no you!!
06/13 10:51:12 shortnsweet: go do your things and my things too!
06/13 10:51:23 five sounds: oh hell naw
06/13 10:51:55 shortnsweet: !!!!
06/13 10:51:57 shortnsweet: (cries)
06/13 10:52:19 RiftsWRX: You two are like furbies stuck in a shoe box
Be on call tomorrow night. I'm over it.
Waste my only day off sleeping, because I got called out.
Get called out now.
Deal with bitch nurses in ED (why do they feel the need to hassle me, I'm already doing a massive favour for them. I don't see them dragging themselves out of bed at 3am.)
Go to work at all.
Currently submerged under an avalanche of books and paper work. I may come back up for air from time to time.
Real life awaits and she is a demanding mistress.