Oh my GOD! How do I do this. This is so stressful. I don’t know what to say….. arggghh I’m hyperventilating. gulp gulp gulp gulp. Has there ever been anyone so worthless as I? Maybe it’s not too late to back out. Where is Faustus’ number? Arggghh! I can’t find it. How do I get into these things? If only all my earlier choices were different. Shit Shit Shit Shit Shit Shit. Now I can’t find my meds. MOMMY!
September 30, 2003
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Oh My Gosh.
You said SHIT, 6 times in a row.
You are turning me on.
Hey baby, are you single? *wink*
How does that make you feel?
So tell me about your mother….
Snap out of it!
Did someone call me?
Well, this explains a lot of things about Faustus’s mental condition, at least.
Great advertising, doc.
just post a few centuries-old haiku, if you’ve nothing else to say…
or more interestingly, break your confidentiality and tell us all about your weirdest patients…
Oh my god, that all sounds disgusting.
Is that a hospital recipe or something?