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Drill bits - Nobody wears a white coat any more... — LiveJournal
...a tribute to becoming a doctor.
Drill bits
I called Daddy wanting to know where the drill was, so I could drill holes to hang the DVD racks from. He told me.
I found the drill bits, but no drill. I even went into the Evil Room(TM) looking for it, so now I'm all cold and freaked-out and feel dirty. I hate the Evil Room(TM). It has paint all over the walls with dead rock stars and pentagrams and stuff, and it's cold and I feel like someone's watching me in there. Someone dead. And that icky watched-feeling follows me upstairs when I leave.
The rest of the house is very safe. Just the Evil Room(TM) is a Bad Place(TM).

And I don't have the drill, so I can't hang DVD racks, so I guess I have to clean instead. Take my mind off things.

now feeling:: uncomfortable uncomfortable
now hearing:: Christmas Techno

whisper a word