Sometimes New York is magic. All I can say is: post-call, 32 hours straight in the hospital, so f-ing exhausted I almost left my eyeballs in the SICU, can't move, too tired, too cold, stupid wind-chill, negative twelve, no cat food, no milk for coffee ohmygodpetstoreandgrocerystoredeliverysleepalldayinpajamas
opendoorshovemoneyatpersonTHNXbye.
One. Hundred. Percent. Genius.
