The memory of smoke

The memory of smoke

Thursday, March 8, 2012

Bad for good

Well, at least she got me off Dr. S's shit list, by being incompetent. I scrubbed in to let her go home, organized the mess and got in close. Dr. S. who has treated me like a bad rash for a few years effusive in praise of me.

Gold out of anything, I say.

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