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8.6.14

So, the sentimental me is reallllllyyyyyy having serious "feels" today.  Tomorrow marks one 12 month, exact, to a tee, year.  365 days, 56 weeks, 12 months, a lot of minutes, hours, blood, sweat, and tears.  OK, no blood, except tiny little bits when I had Juvederm injected into my nose, sweat, absolutely yes, when I screwed up a couple of times, tears, only once, and for a ridiculous reason and well, you know I was having an emotional few days, you understand.  Anyway, after that run-on sentence, it's my one-year-anniversary of my job! That I adore with a whole heart.

I have learned SEVERAL things...like that people are crazy in this town and yes, you do actually need botox if you want to continue to look unworried.  And yes, you could use a some bigger (or smaller) boobs.

Now this sounds like I work in a superficial world, I do, but it is a fantastic world and also, I work for the BEST practice.  Most down-to-earth-doctor around.  Love my co-workers, love the town.

I have learned people skills, social skills, social network skills, ethics, patience with PATIENTS, all kinds of things.  It is a big deal for me.  I walk down Rodeo on my lunch, I stare at palm trees all day, I really just, love what I do.

So go me, congrats,a big pat on the back I say.  I will celebrate by going to sleep early tonight and waking up and coming back tomorrow.

That's all!

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