Sometimes I’m not so much interested in form as I am in just getting whatever exasperation I have out of my system. Paint works well for this. This was one of those calls that you laugh helplessly at because there is really nothing else you can do…besides grab the Stair Chair.
In other news, Remus desperately needs bath and I am truly procrastinating giving him one because it is a time consuming hassle and he hates it. But he really stinks. Buh.
Picked up two schizo’s in one night a few shifts ago. It was an interesting night.