Mostly bureaucratic.

A tale of foreign people versus the US healthcare system.

and I feel the need to share my thoughts based on the sheer obnoxiousness of Other People.

T minus five days and no sign of the child except where she causes ripples on the surface of my skin. Stubborn and wilful. She's definitely ours.

We all know the game. It's avoided by anyone with a vaguely chequered past and eagerly suggested by the bastard friends who know all your dark secrets and are planning to oh-so-innocently cut out all context and leave you drinking alone to, I have never bitten the neck of my ex-boyfriend's minor brother in front of ex-boyfriend and both their parents,* while all the while your friends who know the story cackle at you and those who don't draw back, assuming you're an incest-minded hussy.

Some people just don't get the point of the game.



*Yes, I did. What's your point?

Sometimes I wonder if I actually work in a sitcom.

There but for the grace of ......... something.

I blame it.

Politics + Patients = Unpleasant.

In which fatality is contagious.

A Christmas story, audience participation may be required.