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[cant-have-any.livejournal.com]

Lost count around six thousand sheep...

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[frog-people.livejournal.com]

Awww Sweets. Want me to scratch your head?

[cant-have-any.livejournal.com]

Will it make me unconscious?

[frog-people.livejournal.com]

I don't know. Probably relax ya some and it feels pretty nice. Couldn't hurt.

[cant-have-any.livejournal.com]

Okay, anything that doesn't involve touching a complete stranger? That would be great.

[frog-people.livejournal.com]

*shrugs* Suit yourself. I was only trying to help.

[cant-have-any.livejournal.com]

By pretending I'm feline... Kinda says it all dontcha think?

[frog-people.livejournal.com]

Oh get off it. Everyone likes a good back scratch. Well, there are a lot more nerve endings on the top of the head than the back so it feels even better.

Besides, my mama used to do it for me when I couldn't sleep. Worked like a charm.

[mabofwinterdark.livejournal.com]

Shall I offer a soothing drink? Or have you found your prescription pad yet?

[cant-have-any.livejournal.com]

*eyes narrow* So you're my stalker. *approving nod, shrugs* Could be worse.

[mabofwinterdark.livejournal.com]

I'm afraid I no stalker of yours, just a reasonably good observer. I could give you a lengthy explanation of why I know you're a physician who suffers from great pain, or you could always accept my offer. I'm sure it would have the same effect.

[cant-have-any.livejournal.com]

"Observing" from my living room window kinda counts as stalking.

*hobbles to a chair and sits himself down, propping his chin on the handle of his cane expectantly* Lengthy explanation, please... You obviously haven't been "observing" me closely enough.

[mabofwinterdark.livejournal.com]

Who said I was watching from your window?

And where to start? The lines of pain are etched on your face, I have no doubt they are still there when you have the buffer that those pills provide. You are reasonably, if shabbily dressed and you carry yourself with the kind of pride found in the egocentric and those who are skilled at their job. At the same time you clearly loathe yourself and look at your pain and leg as a way to distance yourself from others. There is a, shall we say, jittery-ness about you that implies addiction. I could see you using alcohol to sleep, but what you do matters too much to you to go in drunk. That also applies to why you would not use something bought at a street level. You'd want to be able to trust the production source. And when you look at people, you look for a puzzle to solve. Which implies to me, doctor, with a painkiller addiction.

Now, the only question is, will you mock me for my thought process, tell me how wrong I am, point out some series of hole in my logic, or some mixture of the three?

[cant-have-any.livejournal.com]

Oh, God. You're a psychologist, aren't you? Damn, and I had such high hopes for you.

As you can see, I've clearly gone for mocking. I'm sure we'll get to the others eventually.

[mabofwinterdark.livejournal.com]

I can, quite thankfully, say that I'm not a psychologist. I doubt you'd accept this particular truth, so shall we just say I am a good deal older than you'd guess.

I look foreword to it. It's been long enough since someone was brave enough to do so to my face.

[imnot-hisgirl.livejournal.com]

You should try ramelteon. Some of my team take it, and they say it works wonders.

I'm sure one of them has free samples somewhere. Not on any prescription medication, are you?

[cant-have-any.livejournal.com]

Don't you think I could get drugs by myself? They're not helping.

[imnot-hisgirl.livejournal.com]

Is something other than sleep apnea keeping you awake? Stress, running thoughts, pain?

[cant-have-any.livejournal.com]

Let's say 'all of the above'.

[imnot-hisgirl.livejournal.com]

Okaaaaaaaay. Pain and stress will keep you awake, you have to address those issues first.

*looks down at his leg* Are you seeing a physical therapist?

[cant-have-any.livejournal.com]

*snappishly* I'm a doctor too y'know. And physical therapy isn't going to magically fix my leg. I just need a long, boring life story and I'll be out like a light.

Let's start with where you were born...

[caring-for-two.livejournal.com]

Wanna borrow a sheep dog? How about a calculator?

[cant-have-any.livejournal.com]

The last dog I borrowed from you ate my cane. I think I'll pass.

[caring-for-two.livejournal.com]

Darn. Was thinking I could loan it out to you. You know... try and regain the billions of dollars you squeezed out of me.

[cant-have-any.livejournal.com]

I'm suffering and you've come to collect? Some friend you are.

[caring-for-two.livejournal.com]

*shrugs*

It's what we do.