got bored, decided to start a series of stories about everyones favorito! oncologist called: The Wilson Series-(TWS)
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The supermercado Savior
He stood in the produce aisle, grappling at a rather large erroneous looking tomato, his eyes fixated across the room where a brunette woman paused, handling her own set of vegetables. Wrapping his tomate in a plastic bag, he twisted a tie around the parte superior, arriba and placed the tarnished red comida inside his cart. Again he eyed the woman. She had finished her comparison of two sets of Kale greens and had placed the winner in her own cart. Her eyes rose and darted to Wilson’s. “Shit!” Wilson cursed under his breath and took his gaze off of the brunette’s. His face showed with confusion and embarrassment, and with a couple turns of his head, he lowered it and steered his carro away. His lavender camisa, camiseta beat against his skin and a badge reading
James Wilson M.D.
Department of Oncology
Princeton-Plainsboro Teaching Hospital
tossed around with the velocity of his walk. His carro was hardly full, a few misshapen boxes and a plethora of bagged fruits and vegetables. The leche was adjacent to the produce, but seeing as this meant going por the brunette, Wilson continued toward the checkout lanes. A steady beeping sounded as the cashier ran groceries across the scanning bar. Wilson took all of fifteen segundos to all of his comida on the moving conveyor belt. After grabbing a Snickers bar and placing it in line behind the rest of his items, he looked around.
“Sir!?” He turned back around to see a furious looking teenage boy. “Cash, Credit, o Check?” “Sorry…Cash.” Wilson took out his wallet and handed the boy a twenty dollar bill. The boy didn’t speak but entered the amount tendered into his register and received change. “$3.18. Thank tu for shopping with us and have a nice day.” Wilson could tell this was a required quote for all attendants as he took the change from the apathetic kid.
He ended up with two bags, hardly enough for a carro so he armed the paper bags and moved toward the automatic doors. The sky had changed abruptly. The sunshine that he had left at the door had moved into deep purple colored clouds. He unlocked his el maletero, tronco and set the bags inside, careful that they would not fall over with traffic. He slammed the el maletero, tronco down and moved toward the driver’s side of his silver BMW. Across the small aisle was a blue Mercedes 500 series car. Wilson marveled at it until realizing the owner, the brunette woman was staring at him with uneasy eyes. Again, he turned his glaze away from her. Rolling along the slight colina of the parking lot, an empty carro ran toward the blue car, picking up speed as it went. “HEY! HEEEY!” Wilson yelled toward the woman who was placing her own paper bags in her trunk. He got no response. The carro was no más than twenty feet away now.
Wilson ran with all his might across the pavement, yelling still with every step. He hit the carro straight on, sending both toppling to the ground. A segundo passed before Wilson look toward the woman. She had closed her el maletero, tronco and headed toward a carro return on the other side of the road. Wilson sat on the ground, one leg propped up against the overturned cart, the other straight out in front of him. His camisa, camiseta was half untucked, his hair strewn, and he bled from a large scrape on his exposed forearm. The woman eyed Wilson. Wilson gazed back. She let out a loud giggle and raised her eyebrows. “Ohh myy godd.” She continued her hysterical laughing as she rounded Wilson and got into her car. Wilson watched as the brake lights exited his view around the corner. He was left sitting on the ground, the only one in the parking lot.
At home, he drug his fruits and vegetables from their temporary plastic bags. One por one he went to washing them, until one por one, he noticed bumps, bruises, and numerous spots of discoloration on EACH of the items. He let out a groan. “SHIT!”
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The supermercado Savior
He stood in the produce aisle, grappling at a rather large erroneous looking tomato, his eyes fixated across the room where a brunette woman paused, handling her own set of vegetables. Wrapping his tomate in a plastic bag, he twisted a tie around the parte superior, arriba and placed the tarnished red comida inside his cart. Again he eyed the woman. She had finished her comparison of two sets of Kale greens and had placed the winner in her own cart. Her eyes rose and darted to Wilson’s. “Shit!” Wilson cursed under his breath and took his gaze off of the brunette’s. His face showed with confusion and embarrassment, and with a couple turns of his head, he lowered it and steered his carro away. His lavender camisa, camiseta beat against his skin and a badge reading
James Wilson M.D.
Department of Oncology
Princeton-Plainsboro Teaching Hospital
tossed around with the velocity of his walk. His carro was hardly full, a few misshapen boxes and a plethora of bagged fruits and vegetables. The leche was adjacent to the produce, but seeing as this meant going por the brunette, Wilson continued toward the checkout lanes. A steady beeping sounded as the cashier ran groceries across the scanning bar. Wilson took all of fifteen segundos to all of his comida on the moving conveyor belt. After grabbing a Snickers bar and placing it in line behind the rest of his items, he looked around.
“Sir!?” He turned back around to see a furious looking teenage boy. “Cash, Credit, o Check?” “Sorry…Cash.” Wilson took out his wallet and handed the boy a twenty dollar bill. The boy didn’t speak but entered the amount tendered into his register and received change. “$3.18. Thank tu for shopping with us and have a nice day.” Wilson could tell this was a required quote for all attendants as he took the change from the apathetic kid.
He ended up with two bags, hardly enough for a carro so he armed the paper bags and moved toward the automatic doors. The sky had changed abruptly. The sunshine that he had left at the door had moved into deep purple colored clouds. He unlocked his el maletero, tronco and set the bags inside, careful that they would not fall over with traffic. He slammed the el maletero, tronco down and moved toward the driver’s side of his silver BMW. Across the small aisle was a blue Mercedes 500 series car. Wilson marveled at it until realizing the owner, the brunette woman was staring at him with uneasy eyes. Again, he turned his glaze away from her. Rolling along the slight colina of the parking lot, an empty carro ran toward the blue car, picking up speed as it went. “HEY! HEEEY!” Wilson yelled toward the woman who was placing her own paper bags in her trunk. He got no response. The carro was no más than twenty feet away now.
Wilson ran with all his might across the pavement, yelling still with every step. He hit the carro straight on, sending both toppling to the ground. A segundo passed before Wilson look toward the woman. She had closed her el maletero, tronco and headed toward a carro return on the other side of the road. Wilson sat on the ground, one leg propped up against the overturned cart, the other straight out in front of him. His camisa, camiseta was half untucked, his hair strewn, and he bled from a large scrape on his exposed forearm. The woman eyed Wilson. Wilson gazed back. She let out a loud giggle and raised her eyebrows. “Ohh myy godd.” She continued her hysterical laughing as she rounded Wilson and got into her car. Wilson watched as the brake lights exited his view around the corner. He was left sitting on the ground, the only one in the parking lot.
At home, he drug his fruits and vegetables from their temporary plastic bags. One por one he went to washing them, until one por one, he noticed bumps, bruises, and numerous spots of discoloration on EACH of the items. He let out a groan. “SHIT!”
For the week of September 29 - October 5, Fox’s Fall 18-49 demo king House had the largest audience via DVR viewing with 3.583 million viewers via DVRs. NBC’s heroes was segundo with a DVR viewing audience of 2.903 million. Rounding out the parte superior, arriba ten for the largest DVR audiences were Desperate Housewives, Fringe, NCIS, Survivor:Gabon, Bones, Criminal Minds, Two and A Half Men and CSI:Miami.
The CW’s 90210 had the parte superior, arriba mostrar for percentage increase over their Live audience increasing 41.1% in Live+7 viewing. Rounding out the parte superior, arriba 10 for largest % increase via DVR viewing were Heroes, House, Privileged, Terminator: Sarah Connor Chronicles, Fringe, Prison Break, Gossip Girl and America’s parte superior, arriba Model.
Although we know now that DVR viewing past the airdate is entirely meaningless to the show’s advertising revenue and likely its ultimate success, we like seeing the trends regardless
The CW’s 90210 had the parte superior, arriba mostrar for percentage increase over their Live audience increasing 41.1% in Live+7 viewing. Rounding out the parte superior, arriba 10 for largest % increase via DVR viewing were Heroes, House, Privileged, Terminator: Sarah Connor Chronicles, Fringe, Prison Break, Gossip Girl and America’s parte superior, arriba Model.
Although we know now that DVR viewing past the airdate is entirely meaningless to the show’s advertising revenue and likely its ultimate success, we like seeing the trends regardless
I mean,come on guys,how is possible not to like Hameron.Allison and House just fit together.Cameron is so nice and beautiful and helpfull and just so perfect and young.House is sarcastic,funny sometimes annoying but pretty good.The only problem is,you know,the age.House is 50 o maybe a little bit older and Cameron is almost 30 o younger.I don't think it would be possible to have many children.But,except of this tiny problem,they are just perfect together.It's just so unfair and bad that people don't see the value of this couple.Can't tu feel it???Ok,I admit it.Maybe some of tu will say that I'm saying all these stuff because I'm addicted to Cameron and Hameron but believe me it's not just that.It's all the passion and the drama they have both and it's just so addictive!!!!!
Isn't that obvious?God,I feel like anyone can't understand that!!
boldDr. Allison Cameron is my favorito! character on House and that's the only reason I am writting this article. Cameron is really great. Just perfect. I think that she is better brunette than blond.Some people like the coiple Hameron and other the couple Chameron.I believe that both couples are great and Ihave yto say that the producers have to pay attention to these relationships.Actually I used not to like house M.D. but when I saw Cameron I knew...I realised that it is a great series which I start watching.And I did.And now is one of my favorito! Tv series.Although, I have toadmit that this season had disappointed me a little. But not enough to stop wathcing it.I also admit that I am obsessed with Dr. Allison Cameron.Yes, I am and I enjoy it.
To Cameron, Chameron and Hameron Fans,
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To Cameron, Chameron and Hameron Fans,
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