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realityshifted2010-01-04 02:45 am
house-1-god-0.livejournal.com) wrote in realityshifted2010-01-04 02:45 am
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Too bitter. I have plenty of bitter already.
I hate snow. I wish when it snowed in Jersey that it was conveniently fifty degrees or so. That's about right, I figure. I'm too lazy to actually bring a thermometer, so we'll just guess.
{Everyone's favorite (???) grumpy doctor has dragged a bar stool outside of the bar and into the snow. He wanted to bring some rum or bourbon to get rid of the chill, but now that it's gone and he's technically working? Just some soda. Which is unfortunate for him, because he was looking forward to that.}
Damn, I was looking forward to drinking a little bit. Is this like God's weird form of saying "screw you?" Jerk. But I'd rather avoid the deja vu of the nun and epinephrine. Actually, maybe if I was drunk, Cuddy would believe that I didn't make a mistake. Buzzed medicine is so like buzzed driving. I work better when I'm stoned and-or drunk out of my mind.
That's a joke, by the way. In case you perceptive types can't pick up on the delicate nuances of sarcasm.
{Siiip}
So I--we--have a new pad. And not gonna lie, it's pretty sweet. Problem is, knowing Wilson, it's going to be some pristine shrine to how much of a polite control freak he is. I need to figure out a way to mess that up, and fast. Maybe I'll just figure out a way to move all my stuff in before has the chance.
((ooc: House is now canon-updated to the end of 'Wilson' [S6 Ep10]! So he's slightly less scruffy, among other things.))
{Everyone's favorite (???) grumpy doctor has dragged a bar stool outside of the bar and into the snow. He wanted to bring some rum or bourbon to get rid of the chill, but now that it's gone and he's technically working? Just some soda. Which is unfortunate for him, because he was looking forward to that.}
Damn, I was looking forward to drinking a little bit. Is this like God's weird form of saying "screw you?" Jerk. But I'd rather avoid the deja vu of the nun and epinephrine. Actually, maybe if I was drunk, Cuddy would believe that I didn't make a mistake. Buzzed medicine is so like buzzed driving. I work better when I'm stoned and-or drunk out of my mind.
That's a joke, by the way. In case you perceptive types can't pick up on the delicate nuances of sarcasm.
{Siiip}
So I--we--have a new pad. And not gonna lie, it's pretty sweet. Problem is, knowing Wilson, it's going to be some pristine shrine to how much of a polite control freak he is. I need to figure out a way to mess that up, and fast. Maybe I'll just figure out a way to move all my stuff in before has the chance.
((ooc: House is now canon-updated to the end of 'Wilson' [S6 Ep10]! So he's slightly less scruffy, among other things.))