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[rubykatewriting]

I am a lucky, lucky girl.

I thought my monitor was coming in today and had done NOTHING to prepare for her. When I called my partner on the study, she reminded me that the monitor isn't coming in until tomorrow.

THANK YOU, GOD!

And now I'm off to wrestle with the stupid, antiquated computer system we use for the case books.

Argh.

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[briary-flower.livejournal.com]

What's a monitor? Is this like being evaluated? Good luck!

I am pissed because I just paid a repair man 50$ to change some fuses. I am a woman! I have more important things to worry about than fuses! (This is the sort of thing that makes me want to reevaluate my stance on marriage.) (Argh.)

Am still injured. Bleed for me as I do for myself on my bed of pain.

[rubykatewriting.livejournal.com]

Sort of. They verify all the information you enter in the case report form, not only for its accuracy, but per that particular protocol's guidelines. Fortunately, this monitor is really cool. Some monitors take anal retentive to a whole other level.

Heh. Yeah. That is the one thing I look forward to when I marry (you know, fifty years from now) - the "Honey Do" lists, which will include the killing of all bugs, the mowing of all lawns, and all of the dusting. The rest is negotiable.

Poor baby. What did the doctor have to say about your injury? And exactly how did you do that in the first place? Seriously.

PS - The second season of Life with Derek started on Saturday. It's official. I have a crush on Michael Seater, but I would love to take some scissors to his new "'do." Feels dirty and vaguely pathetic.

[halfway2home.livejournal.com]

Do you work at a research place? 'Cause we have monitors at my work too. :)

[rubykatewriting.livejournal.com]

Yep. I work at a cancer hospital in Leukemia Research.