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[ex_wells219]

So. Hi from Babylon hospital.

Status update: I'm at that point where I'm not well enough to go home, but they've toned down my medication, mostly it's just antibiotics, and basically everything's really boring. I figured I'd say hi, I kind of uh avoided these for a while after. You know. I still don't really want to talk about stuff, I told the police a lot of things but it's still... I'm still pretty shaky.

But I got Jonathan (who has been pretty much the most amazing friend ever, wow) to bring my laptop and, yeah. I guess I'm contactable again. I hope I didn't miss um, a lot of important stuff, people keep me up-to-date about some stuff and my doctor kind of rants a lot but I didn't realise how out-of-the-loop I'd feel without internet until now. Even if I really can only type with one hand.

Thanks to everyone who came and saw me, even if I wasn't exactly the most amazing person to be in a room with or was you know, asleep.

Comments

[bestchild.livejournal.com]

Excuse me?

[robotsexual.livejournal.com]

I'm sure we can find a loophole for you kitten.

[bestchild.livejournal.com]

Thanks but no thanks, pervert.

[robotsexual.livejournal.com]

So just protesting for the sake of protesting, huh.

[bestchild.livejournal.com]

I'll come to your store if I want to. But I've told Dalton and I'll tell you, someone like you doesn't get to call me stupid names.

[robotsexual.livejournal.com]

Sure baby. Cos pervert is such a term of endearment.

[bestchild.livejournal.com]

Ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

[robotsexual.livejournal.com]

I won't hold it against you if you like it. Or I will, if you like it.

[bestchild.livejournal.com]

So you work at that store?

[robotsexual.livejournal.com]

Yes ma'am.

[bestchild.livejournal.com]

Good to know.

[notwalking]

Let it be known, I've never called you kitten.

[bestchild.livejournal.com]

Sweetcheeks is just as bad, moron.

[disparages]

Please. You are both equally disturbed.

[notwalking]

I like to think I'm not all into porno with tentacles and crazy shit. Food?

[disparages]

oh my god can you stop. Even if I wanted to make you food (which I never, ever will) I would probably throw up in it because OH. MY. GOD.

[notwalking]

Yeah. Okay. I see your point, for once. I'm going to go out and get food then, and I'm obligated to ask you if want something.

[disparages]

Some kind of weapon.

[notwalking]

I got two of those, if you need help.

[disparages]

What?

[bestchild.livejournal.com]

But Dalton's less creepy.

[disparages]

Oh my god no kidding. did you SEE what he linked me to??

[bestchild.livejournal.com]

Ja. I'll remember to add a kick in die Hoden for you, then.

[disparages]

Whatever, I want to kick his ass myself!

[ Private: Cordelia Chase ]

[bestchild.livejournal.com]

Come with me tomorrow! I'm skipping class so I can teach him the polite way to talk to young women.