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Well, today's the big day of the date lottery. I was a little nervous before, and now I'm a lot nervous.
Though the dress that I unpacked today helped some.
I bought this about a year ago and haven't had a chance to wear it since. I hope it's appropriate. Maybe I'll pair it with that beige cashmere cardigan and those red low-heeled open-toed sandels. Or maybe I'm just thinking about this too much. Bah, whatever, I guess I'll see what everyone else is wearing when I get there and until then hope for the best.
Oh, and I managed to acquire myself a new nickname. I had the unfortunate opportunity to be wearing bright blue scrubs last night when a patient of mine came out of surgery; the poor kid was still groggy and called me "Dr. Smurfy (Smurphy?)" Though I think the combination of "smurf" and "Murphy" is pretty clever (blue scrubs, really short, blond hair, oy, I really did look like a smurf!), I sincerely wish there hadn't been so many nurses in the room.
No more blue scrubs.
I got a letter in the mail two days ago from California.. from Grey. I put it in my dresser and buried it under my socks. Will I open it? I don't know. It's been ten fucking years, what the hell does he want?! I don't know how he found my address, I just moved.
Which reminds me. I still need to introduce myself to Dr. Pearce. Working nights hasn't been conducive to seeing my new boss.
Man, I do not like being this stressed out. I'm going to take a bath, cuddle with my cats, and read a book.