Semi-Regular

You can just take things home

When I was 18 me and my roommate smoked fu***ng hella ci******es and always got sick of emptying the ashtray. so one night we drove to the park with our buddies and somehow managed to get one of those cylindrical concrete and pebble ashtrays (read: concrete half pillar with a grate set in the top) into his van and somehow got it up into my second floor apartment. It weighed probably 2,000 lbs and was impossible to move. It felt like trying to blow on a neutron star attempting to make it budge a single inch. When we moved out we just left it there on the balcony, not worth the trouble to move it again.

Best ashtray I ever had

Today at work I made a note in a patient chart on accident with ANOTHER PATIENTS NAME IN IT and it CANNOT BE DELETED AT ALL

so now I’m probably going to be flayed and quartered by the gods of HIPAA acknowledgements