The Purple Biscornu

Almost rhetorical question – say you had a stroke, or a scary braintumor aka multiglio-whatsit, would you like to be taken in ata unit that’s taken care of by an almost- psychiatrist and a not-yet-licensed babydoctor? Yeah, that’s what I thought. Apparently, the hospital disagrees. Anyway, people seem to think I’m strange with my iPhone. [...]

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I stayed home from work yesterday. I woke in the morning and had slept only a couple of hours, and I just couldn’t go. Damn early bus. Though I think that’s only a part of it. I can stand people suffering, especially when they come to me for help. That’s what I do, and I [...]

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Like, for real. How can it be so hot? I’m sweating by just sitting here and thinking. At nine in the morning. For serious? In Sweden aka the north pole? Please for someone to be sending a breeze or maybe shooting me in the head.

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