Sunday, September 05, 2004
The ironing board
I was walking towards the bathroom when I noticed the ironing board against the wall. I walked past it. When I was walking back I noticed it again.
AN ANAESTHETIST'S HUFF AND PUFF.
Feeling 22, acting 17. Fact is working for the NHS. Overworked and underpaid. Eats, sleeps and sweats in a pair of bluescrubs 24/7. Passionate about stabbing veins and arteries. Planning to quit gassing people down and resurrecting corpses as soon as she wins a bid on an island near Bali.These days, exterminate heartlessly when subject has proven not worth the huffing and puffing.