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[Private] [Jul. 11th, 2005|07:32 pm]
Parker
[I Feel a Bit . . . |nauseatednauseated]

This is a bad idea. No, this is way beyond bad . . . it's horrible. What the hell was I thinking?

Oh, right, I remember: Hmmm. It's just one evening, with just one person, and it's for charity. I'll be outgoing and spontaneous and sign up.

The only problem is, I'm not any of those things!!!

Aaaaahhhhh!

I can't just not show up, right?!?

Right. That would only make things worse.
I could conceivably make this worse.
Okay, that puts things in perspective. It doesn't actually make me feel any better though.

Oh man. I don't want to go. This sucks.
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[Private] - (MJE) [Jul. 8th, 2005|06:51 pm]
Parker
[I Feel a Bit . . . |stressedstressed]
[Current Sound |Dreams - Fleetwood Mac]

I have got to get a better filing system. I can't find the notes I wrote just two days ago. I've all but ripped my desk apart looking for them. There's a small chance that they're still at PPTH though I have no idea where I could have left them. It's not like I have an office or anything. Supposedly I have a locker somewhere but no one ever told me where it was and I haven't run across it yet. Not that I'm complaining, I would know what to do with a locker seeing as I haven't used one since high school.

I've heard this song so many times, Lyla's having a Fleetwood Mac week. I don't really mind though, she has good taste. Timeless classics. I like to think that I had something to do with that but, who knows. I'm just so grateful that she isn't into Brittany Spears or one of those other mindless pop princesses.

Dog food.

Damn. I think I'm completely out and MacGyver is sitting there, in the kitchen doorway, looking like I've broken his little doggy heart. He's practically an alarm clock. Everything has to happen at an exact time or he starts having abandonment fantasies. Well, maybe I'm personifying him too much. He just gets sad when I'm late.

I guess I've got to run to the pet store now. Perhaps the notes are in my car . . .
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A note inside the small envelope left tacked up to Wilson's office door: [Jun. 20th, 2005|02:00 pm]
Parker
[I Feel a Bit . . . |cheerfulcheerful]
[Current Sound |Wonderwall - Oasis]

Dear Dr. James Wilson,

All day I've heard kids raving about something that was apparently wildly fun and involved huge amounts of watermelons. I just wanted to thank you, it's wonderful to see so many smiles.

There was a young couple and their four year old son that you invited as well. The whole family was having a really rough day and they wanted to make sure that you knew how much they appreciated what you did.

Thanks again,
Parker Flynn
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Memo to Dr. Pearce [Jun. 9th, 2005|01:23 pm]
Parker
[I Feel a Bit . . . |curiouscurious]
[Current Sound |My Favorite Plum - Suzanne Vega]

Do we have a Child Psychologist on staff?

Thanks,
Parker Flynn
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Argh. [May. 26th, 2005|03:55 pm]
Parker
[I Feel a Bit . . . |crankycranky]
[Current Sound |Essence - Agricantus]

I'm in hell.

Okay, maybe I'm exaggerating.

I'm at the gates of hell. Does hell actually have gates?

. . . I'm in the parking garage of hell.

My ex is staying at my house. I don't know how long he's going to be here. Hopefully just a few days.

How did this happen? You may ask.Collapse )

Ah, complaining feels so good sometimes.
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[Private] - Mundane Journal Entry (MJE) [May. 23rd, 2005|12:45 am]
Parker
[I Feel a Bit . . . |restlessrestless]
[Current Sound |Entertain - Sleater-Kinney]

Well this sucks.

Josh has Lyla tonight so I'm sitting here, at my computer, wasting away the night, eating popcorn.

I don't even like popcorn. I only made it because I rented a movie and I was going to have some sort of fun evening. The movie was terrible. I turned it off after half an hour. When you realize that you are more interested in watching your dogs feet twitch while he has one of those little dog dreams it's blatantly clear that the movie is just not worth it.

And now I'm typing to myself. Sort of like talking to myself only this is permanently floating around on the world wide web. But I guess there are some perks to keeping an online journal. For one thing, you can't loose it.

I need to remember to send an e-mail to my dad with my new fax number. Can't do that now though. He always looks at the times that I send the e-mails and then writes back and tells me that I should be going to bed earlier. Still. It's not like he ever sleeps before 1 am either. At least I know where I got my insomniac genes from.

The tea kettle is whistling so . . .

Good night Live Journal! Sleep tight, don't let the viruses bite.
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Once Upon a Time . . . [May. 15th, 2005|09:36 pm]
Parker
So, my newest patient has a pretty profound lisp and he doesn't talk, period. Well, I was in the exam room with the kid and his parents and they're telling me about their son, really nice people by the way, they gave an incredibly complete overview of what's been going on. Anyway, one of the things that parents don't want to believe is that their child is probably most uncomfortable around them. So, I ask the parents if they could give me a bit of time to evaluate their son without them present. They agree, reticently, and go off to get some coffee.Collapse )
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Overwhelmingly New [May. 13th, 2005|12:53 am]
Parker
[I Feel a Bit . . . |nervousnervous]
[Current Sound |Take Your Mama - Scissor Sisters]

So, tomorrow is my first day on the new job. Actually, looking at the clock, I see that it is in fact already today. Somehow I didn't think I'd be as nervous as I am. But, after all, it's a new environment, new people, new rules, new customs . . . new everything.

I'm never going to get to sleep.

I need to remember to stop by the drug store on my way in and pick up a couple jumbo boxes of crayons. I go through the things faster than entire school districts and I don't want to have to resort to scavenging art supplies right from the get go.

Gotta make a good first impression.

I hate first impressions. They're almost always wrong.


Okay. Bed. I need to at least try and fall asleep. Or maybe I'll just read.
Yeah, that sounds good . . .
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