Because It's Better To Be Irrational With Me Than Rational With Someone Else

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Because He Doesn't Know I Don't Like Surprises

So yesterday I come back from work (did morning shift at the Pet Store, and the afternoon-close shift at A&E) and came straight to my little apartment. Dr. Steve was waiting at the stairs. From his little unannounced visit I learned couple things:
a) Dr. Stever rather pay for me to live in a better neighborhood, than have me live in the area I live in. What can I say? I was looking for something cheap and near my work and college. And time was a factor. Also I wouldn't be surprised if the nice fellow living above me was a registered sex offender. I should check out that website with sex offenders...yea.
b) He decided to continue drugging me with medications. He brought me a whole bag of sample medications. Until I get my own school insurance...
c) Punkster is widly jealous of Dr. Steve, but still pretends to like him.
d) My parents contacted him to ask for my new address. First of all, why would they assume I would tell my doctor of that?? I was always against doctors. Patient confidentiality prevented him from spilling the secret (but I think there's more to why he wouldn't tell than he lets on).
e) and more importantly, I finally know how he feels about me. Honestly, I felt better when I was guessing his intentions towards me. And now? There's no mystery, and no mystery equals no excitement.

Dr. Steve stayed over. I didn't have an extra bed or blankets so he just slept with me and with Punkster on my king size bed. If he expected some action that night, he was probably disappointed. In the morning he commented on the fact that Poopy takes up more space on my bed than I do myself, and that he's never seen a dog who uses their owner's back as a pillow (I sleep on my stomach, I still am surprised that my breast aren't flat thanks to that).

12:33 a.m. - April 09, 2006

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