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[not-a-savage.livejournal.com]

Haven't slept for two days. Tired.

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[prof-andrews.livejournal.com]

Why's that? Don't tell me you've turned into a professor, too.

[not-a-savage.livejournal.com]

*laughs* No. I'm a surgeon and it's my turn to be on call. I wouldn't have expected to many injuries to occur this time of the year. Nothing seems to stand out in particular.

[prof-andrews.livejournal.com]

Oh, you're a surgeon? That's interesting.

Well, it's still icing and snowing all around the Northeast. I find that this time of year is the cause of more students on crutches and in casts than usual.

[not-a-savage.livejournal.com]

I think it's interesting anyway, but then I'm kind of a nerd. No offense, but I think you'd probably understand.

I'm in LA. The only ice and snow around here are the ones on movie sets.

[abbytude.livejournal.com]

Is your call room the same nasty pit ours is?

[not-a-savage.livejournal.com]

I don't know what yours is like, but ours... *struggles to think of something good to say* we have a decent vending machine?

[abbytude.livejournal.com]

Oooh. I'm jealous.

I have to venture into the waiting area of the ER for a vending machine.

[not-a-savage.livejournal.com]

I think I have a Snickers bar that's calling your name. Or do you prefer chips?

[redemptionmyass.livejournal.com]

Huh. How's life treatin' ya, Doc?

[not-a-savage.livejournal.com]

I'm stressed, irritated, snapping at everyone, and probably malnourished. So in short- same as always. *wry grin* And you?

[redemptionmyass.livejournal.com]

Just peachy keen. Livin' the high life and tryin' not to strangle Hugo in his sleep. Kid's got a serious sinus issue, Doc. *rolls his eyes*

You back to bein' a doctor then?

[not-a-savage.livejournal.com]

OOC: Before I answer this are we doing island or post-island time? My Jack kinda jumps around timewise due to the nature of the show. Sorry for any confusion, it would just be really helpful to know.

[col-depp.livejournal.com]

Maybe you should get some?

[not-a-savage.livejournal.com]

Every second I try to stretch out for at least a nap my beeper goes off. I'm trying!

[cant-have-any.livejournal.com]

I haven't slept in nine years. What do I win?

[not-a-savage.livejournal.com]

Your pick: either a stale cookie or rock hard milk duds.

[cant-have-any.livejournal.com]

You're lucky I bring my own prizes to these moments of self-gratification.

[kateinanet.livejournal.com]

Of all people, you'd think you would be smart enough to know your limit, Jack. Get some rest.

[not-a-savage.livejournal.com]

And of all people, you should know that I always go past my limit. It must be some kind of compulsion.

[kateinanet.livejournal.com]

And coming back after you've gone over your limit isn't the best way to go about the rest of your day.

[vivo-per-ardua.livejournal.com]

Get some sleep, Jack. You need it.

[not-a-savage.livejournal.com]

I will after I get off work. Right now I'm a slave to the beeper.

[forget-romeo.livejournal.com]

You should sleep.

ooc: I'm here. Happy? :P

[not-a-savage.livejournal.com]

*pained smile* You're not the first one to tell me that.

OOC: YES! *dance!*

[forget-romeo.livejournal.com]

So maybe you should start listening?

ooc: ::joins dancing::