Miscellaneous, etc. About Link to Mike ... At the hospital Mar Author: Mike In: Journals I spent about ten hours yesterday sitting in a hospital waiting room, keeping one of my friends company during the latest in what seems to be a very long string of hard, tense days. I read seven hundred pages of a Dune prequel, I ate a sandwich, and I stared at a spot on the wall for a good solid forty-five minutes. I left my seat as rarely as possible, because almost as soon as I walked through the doors, I remembered that I really, strongly, passionately hate going to hospitals. Snnnnrrrrrrzzzzzz. Sham Ontario Place , and all those months I was working for faux He laughed easily; I cackled nervously. We walked onwards to the waiting room. After a while we started reading, because both of us were getting kind of tense for small talk, and our books were good distractions from that. I had brought with me a pad of paper in case I was feeling industrious enough to actually do some writing right there in the Surgical Waiting Room, but I never touched it. Instead we just read and checked our watches, waiting for some news from the doctors about the operation, wondering how long it could possibly take, and exchanging amused and irritated looks with each other about some of our company in the room. whole world Hruglknnnshhllrup. | |
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