This weekend will be mostly devoted to resting... after today, I really need a rest. I feel like I've been beaten and thrown out of a car at high speed. The day started off relatively calm, and proceeded to pick up bits and pieces of problems until it was a giant snowball roaring towards the gates of hell. I finally got out of there an hour late. Lots of good patients, lots of pathology, but no time to enjoy either one, dammit. I had a really weird dream several nights ago... I had gone to visit JD, and he had four kids... three brown boys and one little blonde girl who looked just like Annette, his former/present/??? girl friend. And I could hear her singing in the background, but she never came out. And Tyler was there, of course, laughing every time anybody said anything. He was having a grand old time while I was trying to convince him about something serious. And that was it. Odd, 'cause both JD and Annette claim that they want to be childless.... Karen had picked up Mom before I got off work, and she was there when I got home. I'm afraid that I wasn't very good company tonight. And Karen and Brian went to Paula's funeral in Lawrence, I really wanted to go, but I knew that I would be bad company there especially. And I'm gonna go play some music and go to bed and get some rest so I can have some fun this weekend....
everything will work out. Death
of the universe.
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