It's hard.

And soft all at the same time.

No but serial.
I need to email my boss and ask about making my job permanent, or something.
I haven't. I don't know exactly what to write.

I am at a loss for words. I shouldn't be so surprised, I should expect such things.
I often lose my inspiration, but this time I have lost my words because I'm scared.
Scared of failure, scared of making things bad, scared in general.

http://antwrp.gsfc.nasa.gov/apod/archivepix.html

Have a little looksie.
It's pretty.

Oh I nearly got a nurses dress. How cool would that have been to go with my mask?
I would have been cool then.

I also have an apron, a green paper one. I used to have a purple plastic one, that was tres cool, but these things must be shared.
:)

I have a sling, and a incontinence wipe, and something else or two.

I love medical supplies.

Wonder if I can keep that ol' vacutainer.

Am I bored? Matt keeps asking me. I reply with 'I'm always bored' which is true, most of the time I guess, but why ask? Because he knows my ADHD secret?

I don't know. Perhaps it is amusing to know someone who is always bored. always looking for something interesting to do, or see, or feel, or write.

hmmm.
enough.