beefing up my hide

suffering thru an unanticipated bout of freaking out at the moment at the thot of having to work tml and having to face grouchy patients who refuse to be attended. it’s prob a case of over-thinking building up all the nerves, but man, it sucks!

i think i’ve been away from rmd proper for too long that the memory of being ‘rejected’ has been relegated to the distant, dusty recycle bin of my mind :p now all i need to do is thicken my hide again so i can take all these random insults and accusations in stride and fling it over my shoulder.

still, if there’s a god out there who can take me out of inpatient practice…

in other news, have inadvertently watched a new series called 'the o.c.' when i neglected to turn off the tv after my weekly dose of ‘american idol’.

2 words. ultra slashable.

it seems i have acquired a new fandom ^_~