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Thursday, October 12, 2006

Thanks for the rest, it really did me some good! (Although I woke up with a hungry Brownie, a sore throat, and contact lenses still on ... ouch)

Had a quick chat with a JC senior yesterday, and felt this fleeting but thorough sense of relief that I'm not the only one, an anomaly. She felt the exact same way as I'm feeling now, so it's all good. I'm still very intruiged by how so many of them rise to the occasion so well - don't some of them get ill at least? Still, if you take a hard, close look, the MOs and above seem to have had something snap in them through the years. I see it especially in the ladies. Of course, I'm assuming they are pre-morbidly normal, cheerful, fun-loving people. It's really scary.  

Was doing a tiny bit of thinking this morning, perhaps the drread (for me at least) is the uncertainty of this job. You know me - I like things to be comfortable, to know exactly what I'll be facing today. But no - no 2 days are ever the same. 

Wenky
7:04 AM
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