Words In Bold: Spot's dialogue
Words In Normal: Other characters' dialogue
Words In Italics: Spot's thoughts
Words In Italics/Underlined: Printed Reading Material

"Hey um…I'm here to see Dr. McClintock…"
"Do you have an appointment?"
"Um yeah, I do."
"Just fill out the sheet then."
"Do you have a pen?"
"Here."
"Thanks."


 "Mommy, he broke my Lego building!"
"I did not!"
"Did too!"
"Samantha! Aaron! Stop it."
"Ow!"
"Mom, she hit me!"
"I did not!"

"Oh God…"
"'Cuse me son. Can you pass me that magazine?"
"Um…yeah sure…"
"Thank you."
Brett Easton Ellis is mostly known for the violence in his stories. However, The Rules Of Attraction was an exception that earned him a spot on Oprah's Book Club…

John A. Roebling found inspiration from the iron chain suspension bridge of Bamberg…

The Lion King made millions when it hit Broadway…

"Gabriel Conlon?"
"Oh…Where do I go?"
"To the end of the hall, then take a left."
"Uh okay."
"Take off your shoes and step on the scale for me."
"Alright."
"Now stand straight up and put your heels against the wall."
"Mm-hmm…"
"Look's like you weigh about 132 pounds…"
"What about my height?"
"Same as last time. Five foot two."

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Over The Hill: A Women's Guide To Menopause

Common Remedies

"Interested medical books?"
"Huh? What, uh…no."
Only anatomy ones.

"Well, reading is always good."
"I guess so…"
I hate reading.

"So you've been having some sleeping trouble?"
"Yes."
Obviously.

"Okay...When did you first notice a change in your sleeping habits?"
"About three weeks ago."
When I started dating Racetrack.

"And what time have you been falling asleep?"
"Uh…around…like…three in the morning."
When we're done.

"What time are you waking up?"
"Around seven or eight."
When I notice he's gone to work.

"Have you been exerting yourself more than often? Exercise? Stress?"
"Um…Not really."
Yes. Not exercise, no. Something else that rhymes with the first syllable of "exercise", though. Does that count?

"What type of mattress are you sleeping on? Metal spring or something else?"
"I'm not sure…I think it's a Serta."
How the hell would I know? It's Race's bed, not mine.

"And how many pillows are you using?"
"None."
Race's chest.

"Okay. Have you been drinking any beverages containing a lot of caffeine?"
"No."
Just four cans of Dr. Pepper while I'm waiting for him to get home at night.

"Are there any noises interrupting your sleep? Cars, yelling, dripping water?"
"I don't think so."
Just moaning. No big deal, right?

"Are you in pain when you try to go to bed? Headaches, backaches, or anything?"
"I guess I'm just a little sore."
Race isn't fat, but it still hurts when he's sprawled on top of me. It's sort of hard to breath.

"Do you experience any nightmares once you fall asleep?"
"No."
There's that re-occurring one about Race dumping me.

"Do you wake up once you have fallen asleep? Or is it just that you have a hard time getting to sleep?"
"Both."
Every thirty minutes I wake up to see if he is still there.

"Have you taken any over-the-counter drugs to treat your sleeping problem?"
"No."
Unless Racetrack is a drug.

"Well, it sounds like you might have slight insomnia."
"Oh…"
I don't think you diagnosed me right, doctor.

"Here's a prescription you can take…Just take two with lots of water."
"Thank you."
I don't need medicine. I just need to know that Race won't leave me.

"You're welcome. Come and see me in a few weeks if you're still having trouble."
"Sure thing."
A few weeks? He'll break up with me in a few weeks!

"Bye, kid."
"Bye."
I need a to sleep this off.

Another dialogue only story. I'm sorry, I'm sorry. My inspiration for this is the fact that I've been going to bed at around one/two/three AM for the past week. It's awful.