Growing Up / life

The sound of one hand clapping (Part 2: The party in the U.S.A. has been postponed until further notice)

So, where was I? Oh, yes. Emergency Room. 10pm on a Monday night. Wearing a sarcastic meat-eater shirt. To be fair, though, I wasn’t exactly in the Emergency Room. I was at the end of the patient registration line. That line was getting close to stretching out the door. Don’t even get me started on … Continue reading