Happy December!! A ton of snow got dumped on Milwaukee early this AM...around the time I was getting up (why, oh why, does anyone have to wake up at 5:15??)...and the blowing snow and winds that knocked the screens off of our front door reminded me of home. What a winter wonderland. Special.
Anyway, it did make me happy. Until I remembered how idiotic people are when it snows a lot. Apparently flurries interrupt the usually somewhat intelligent flow of brain waves, causing all kinds of problems. Such as traffic jams. Accidents. The random screaming of four-letter words that need not be heard by small children.
Ahhh, winter!
Friday, December 01, 2006
Sunday, November 12, 2006
Oh, the little nugglets!
I got to babysit for my niece, Jillian, this weekend, while my brother and his wife were at a wedding. She's 5 months old and I love her bunches. There's nothing like having a baby fall asleep on your shoulder. :) And congrats to Liz and Josh!!
Thursday, November 09, 2006
Nothin' much.
Well, guess I don't have much to say. Life's like that sometimes. Peace. Oh, Grey's Anatomy was fantastical this evening. Don't watch the show? You really should. Really. Not joking.
Wednesday, November 08, 2006
oh, grand election day
So I went to vote after work, and my ballot broke the machine. Lol...apparently I got too excited when I was voting and my lines were too dark. The counting machine rejected my ballot!! Oh, geez! So I filled out my ballot again (this time calmly) and was on my way. The trouble I cause. Turn-out seemed pretty good, so that was awesome. I know a lot of people don't think voting is important, but I don't see how they can turn around and bitch if they don't vote. What, exactly, are you doing to change things?
Which, it turns out, is a question I should be asking myself a lot more.
Anyway, went to a little election party, almost fell asleep. Not that the election wasn't exciting, I was just tired. Ever have one of those days? Of course. The donkeys did pretty well. Yay for Doyle! That's right...I side with the Democrats. I'm liberal, all the way. If you can't tell that from reading my posts, I guess I'm not doing a good enough job. Or I just care to keep my political persuasions under wraps most of the time.
Speaking of political persuasions, there's this crazy Democratic boy in Pittsburgh that I get a total kick out of. He doesn't think he's fabulous, but I do. Fantabulous, even. And I thought I should put it in print. Hopefully you read this. Eventually. I know you love blogging. :P
Which, it turns out, is a question I should be asking myself a lot more.
Anyway, went to a little election party, almost fell asleep. Not that the election wasn't exciting, I was just tired. Ever have one of those days? Of course. The donkeys did pretty well. Yay for Doyle! That's right...I side with the Democrats. I'm liberal, all the way. If you can't tell that from reading my posts, I guess I'm not doing a good enough job. Or I just care to keep my political persuasions under wraps most of the time.
Speaking of political persuasions, there's this crazy Democratic boy in Pittsburgh that I get a total kick out of. He doesn't think he's fabulous, but I do. Fantabulous, even. And I thought I should put it in print. Hopefully you read this. Eventually. I know you love blogging. :P
Monday, November 06, 2006
Sunday, November 05, 2006
"I'm not as young as I used to be"
Staying up until 3 did not bode well for this girl. Work was longer, people were more annoying, and I'm CRABBY. And everything therefore seems that much worse. I know, I know, it's my own fault. I KNOW.
I bought a scarf today. Yay! I wish I would've stayed on my knitting kick, then I could be making these things for myself. Another thing to add to the list. It was from a arts/crafts venue...so I'm supporting local artists [she says to herself to justify the most wonderful scarf in the entire world--slight exaggeration, but only slight].
I bought a scarf today. Yay! I wish I would've stayed on my knitting kick, then I could be making these things for myself. Another thing to add to the list. It was from a arts/crafts venue...so I'm supporting local artists [she says to herself to justify the most wonderful scarf in the entire world--slight exaggeration, but only slight].
at the end: 4 hours until work...
I look at the clock on my computer...2:10 AM. My first thought: I have to be to work in 4 1/2 hours. My second thought: who cares? I'm in a good mood and I'm grabbing it and running like mad. Funny how good moods and creativity burst open at odd hours of the morning. I truly am my father's child.
Just had to make sure my peppermint tea was decaf. Indeed it was. Where is this coming from? Perhaps because I talked to some old friends tonight. Or because I have good music (The Weepies...I recommend for relaxing, pondering, and serious reflection) and good reading (random blogs, stories, and other such wonders floating around, waiting to be discovered, on this crazy Internet).
I've figured it out. It IS the peppermint. Stimulates the senses, no? 2:15 AM. Still going strong. Okay, sleep is creeping into the corners of my eyes, I can't help but admit.
Funny thing. I've always wanted to be a doctor. Empathy. Helping. Faith. Learning. Science. People. Compassion. Relationships. The other night, I was convinced I should be a kindergarten teacher. This conviction was sparked by an ad...[side-note: the need for sleep is definitely starting to kick my ass. I'm fighting, but it's a bit more determined than I am right now. I'm trying to think of a word to put here. It's running through my mind, but just a little too fast for me to grab ahold.]...nudging (still not the word, but the one I wanted is long gone) people to think of who really made an impact in their lives. Celebrities, people in the news? Not usually. Family, friends, teachers? Yes. But a good family physician could fit right in there, too. I guess I just like kids. And teaching them to finger paint? Lol...oh, silly me.
2:30 AM. Sleep has won. I'm down for the count. We'll see how this sounds in the [later] morning.
Just had to make sure my peppermint tea was decaf. Indeed it was. Where is this coming from? Perhaps because I talked to some old friends tonight. Or because I have good music (The Weepies...I recommend for relaxing, pondering, and serious reflection) and good reading (random blogs, stories, and other such wonders floating around, waiting to be discovered, on this crazy Internet).
I've figured it out. It IS the peppermint. Stimulates the senses, no? 2:15 AM. Still going strong. Okay, sleep is creeping into the corners of my eyes, I can't help but admit.
Funny thing. I've always wanted to be a doctor. Empathy. Helping. Faith. Learning. Science. People. Compassion. Relationships. The other night, I was convinced I should be a kindergarten teacher. This conviction was sparked by an ad...[side-note: the need for sleep is definitely starting to kick my ass. I'm fighting, but it's a bit more determined than I am right now. I'm trying to think of a word to put here. It's running through my mind, but just a little too fast for me to grab ahold.]...nudging (still not the word, but the one I wanted is long gone) people to think of who really made an impact in their lives. Celebrities, people in the news? Not usually. Family, friends, teachers? Yes. But a good family physician could fit right in there, too. I guess I just like kids. And teaching them to finger paint? Lol...oh, silly me.
2:30 AM. Sleep has won. I'm down for the count. We'll see how this sounds in the [later] morning.
Monday, October 23, 2006
Reincarnated grandmothers as a protein source (you'll understand in a bit, trust me)
My part-time gig at the bakery has now turned into an over-time gig. Hmmm...funny how that happens. Pays the rent, yo. I feel like I should be doing something more related to medicine or my biology degree, but then again...why not just live life for awhile? Oh, cheers to trying to figure things out. (bangs head against the wall repeatedly)
I got to spend some time with my oldest brother and his two kids this past weekend. I love them oodles and oodles. Jillian is almost 5 months (holy majoly!) and Steven is 3. And he's gonna be Spiderman for Halloween. :D
I was talking on the phone on Saturday night, playing around with my nose piercing...and it came out. Now this wouldn't be too much of a problem, except that mine is curled on the end and is apparently a big B to get back in. After many unsuccessful and painful attempts to right the wrong myself, I finally went to a piercing place to have them do it. Sweet, sweet professionals. My guy had horns embedded in his scalp. Awesome....wonder what my Papa would think about that??
I've been reading a lot lately (as to escape from the real world, or "educate" myself), just got done with "La Doctora: The Journal of an American Doctor Practicing Medicine on the Amazon". Fantastic! Definitely an amazing way to look at life and medicine in a very secluded and simple area. I got a kick out of one particular story, thought I'd share it:
"One of my favorite illustrations of the unpredictability of cultural differences comes from a story told by a Peruvian ecological worker. She and her associates were from Lima, but had been working with the people native to the high Peruvian jungle. This was more or less analogous, in U.S. terms, to a group of well-meaning and well-heeled Manhattanites setting out to help in Appalachia. The ecologists, at any rate, found that these particular people suffered from a diet severely deficient in protein.
The ecologists worked out a solution of which they felt they were justifiably proud: a method of raising capybaras, which are a sort of tailless giant beaver that weighs up to 120 pounds and provides a highly edible meat. The plan used simple corrals and locally available foodstuffs. It was a very ecologically sound idea, and easily within the technological and logistical grasp of the group it was to benefit. They then presented their proposal to the intended beneficiaries, only to be met with noncommittal stares. They explained, I imagine earnestly and with great enthusiasm, the many advantages of their system, but the response did not liven up at all.
It took a while for them to unearth the fact that these people believed that when their highly revered grandmothers died, they were promptly reincarnated as capybaras.
Oops."
Heh heh heh...okay, not really that funny as it is interesting. And a 120-lb beaver?!? Wouldn't wanna meet one of those in a dark alley, that's for sure. Wowza.
To hold myself accountable, I'll now put my to-do list on the 'net, for all to see. aaahhhem...
...design a tattoo and get inked. Yeeeessss...
...pull my head out of my rear.
...crack down on the organic chemistry, as to get my brain into shape for a next semester class. Yeah, carbon!!
...find a date/location to take the MCAT. Again. Yeah, MCAT?
...get myself in good enough shape to run a marathon. Or maybe I'll just keep thinking about that for awhile longer...
Do I have a time frame in which to do these things? No, of course not. Do I seem that organized to you? Pssh, please. :P
Currently reading: Human Trials: Scientists, Investors, and Patients in the Quest for a Cure Oooh. Aaah.
I got to spend some time with my oldest brother and his two kids this past weekend. I love them oodles and oodles. Jillian is almost 5 months (holy majoly!) and Steven is 3. And he's gonna be Spiderman for Halloween. :D
I was talking on the phone on Saturday night, playing around with my nose piercing...and it came out. Now this wouldn't be too much of a problem, except that mine is curled on the end and is apparently a big B to get back in. After many unsuccessful and painful attempts to right the wrong myself, I finally went to a piercing place to have them do it. Sweet, sweet professionals. My guy had horns embedded in his scalp. Awesome....wonder what my Papa would think about that??
I've been reading a lot lately (as to escape from the real world, or "educate" myself), just got done with "La Doctora: The Journal of an American Doctor Practicing Medicine on the Amazon". Fantastic! Definitely an amazing way to look at life and medicine in a very secluded and simple area. I got a kick out of one particular story, thought I'd share it:
"One of my favorite illustrations of the unpredictability of cultural differences comes from a story told by a Peruvian ecological worker. She and her associates were from Lima, but had been working with the people native to the high Peruvian jungle. This was more or less analogous, in U.S. terms, to a group of well-meaning and well-heeled Manhattanites setting out to help in Appalachia. The ecologists, at any rate, found that these particular people suffered from a diet severely deficient in protein.
The ecologists worked out a solution of which they felt they were justifiably proud: a method of raising capybaras, which are a sort of tailless giant beaver that weighs up to 120 pounds and provides a highly edible meat. The plan used simple corrals and locally available foodstuffs. It was a very ecologically sound idea, and easily within the technological and logistical grasp of the group it was to benefit. They then presented their proposal to the intended beneficiaries, only to be met with noncommittal stares. They explained, I imagine earnestly and with great enthusiasm, the many advantages of their system, but the response did not liven up at all.
It took a while for them to unearth the fact that these people believed that when their highly revered grandmothers died, they were promptly reincarnated as capybaras.
Oops."
Heh heh heh...okay, not really that funny as it is interesting. And a 120-lb beaver?!? Wouldn't wanna meet one of those in a dark alley, that's for sure. Wowza.
To hold myself accountable, I'll now put my to-do list on the 'net, for all to see. aaahhhem...
...design a tattoo and get inked. Yeeeessss...
...pull my head out of my rear.
...crack down on the organic chemistry, as to get my brain into shape for a next semester class. Yeah, carbon!!
...find a date/location to take the MCAT. Again. Yeah, MCAT?
...get myself in good enough shape to run a marathon. Or maybe I'll just keep thinking about that for awhile longer...
Do I have a time frame in which to do these things? No, of course not. Do I seem that organized to you? Pssh, please. :P
Currently reading: Human Trials: Scientists, Investors, and Patients in the Quest for a Cure Oooh. Aaah.
Sunday, October 01, 2006
I'm a neglector
That's right, I neglect. My blog, that is. I think I'm ready to go to Africa now. Who's in?
I'm getting more interested in politics/political issues and it's quite frightening. Remember those days when ignorance was bliss? Wait...were there ever any of those days? Maybe when I was 5.
Finally did the AIDS Walk yesterday, which went pretty well. I walked with my friend, Linda, and we had a rowdy good time. Except for when it rained. And when BD Wong, our "celebrity walker" (you'll remember him well from "Father of the Bride" fame...no??), decided he needed to talk about all things under the sun and half of the crowd got up to leave and start walking without him (put a cork in it!).
I work part-time at a sweet little Italian bakery in Mil., and there's this guy who comes in every morning, not to buy cookies or pastries, but to get some Chiclets out of this little vending machine we have in the front of the store. Odd. I wonder if he's addicted to them. Perhaps he goes into convulsions w/o his daily Chiclet fix. If you're out there, Mr. Chiclet Man, rock on. You're keeping the dream alive.
Now I must go watch football. DA Bears.
I'm getting more interested in politics/political issues and it's quite frightening. Remember those days when ignorance was bliss? Wait...were there ever any of those days? Maybe when I was 5.
Finally did the AIDS Walk yesterday, which went pretty well. I walked with my friend, Linda, and we had a rowdy good time. Except for when it rained. And when BD Wong, our "celebrity walker" (you'll remember him well from "Father of the Bride" fame...no??), decided he needed to talk about all things under the sun and half of the crowd got up to leave and start walking without him (put a cork in it!).
I work part-time at a sweet little Italian bakery in Mil., and there's this guy who comes in every morning, not to buy cookies or pastries, but to get some Chiclets out of this little vending machine we have in the front of the store. Odd. I wonder if he's addicted to them. Perhaps he goes into convulsions w/o his daily Chiclet fix. If you're out there, Mr. Chiclet Man, rock on. You're keeping the dream alive.
Now I must go watch football. DA Bears.
Friday, September 08, 2006
a bunch of nonsense
So, it's 10:50 on a Friday night and I'm tired...is this lame? I believe it is; I'm getting to be an old lady. Might as well go curl up with a good book and drink a cup of tea. WOO!!
Anyway, my parents (from ND) and my brother, Ross (from NY), are in town for my niece's baptism on Sunday, so hurray for family time! The Arthur fam, together again. Dear Lord, help us all. It should be a good time; however the Bears and the Packers play this Sunday. My family roots for the Bears. It's a curse of growing up in Chicago. My sister-in-law's family is from Wisconsin and therefore roots for the Packers. It is SO on.
My life...I have an interview next week to be an adoption counselor at the Humane Society, which I'm pretty excited about. A job that actually has a little something to do with my degree, how about that! And I love the dogs and cats. Good thing we can't have animals at our apt, or else the whole place would end up here.
I bought a new pair of running shoes today, which was long overdue. I managed to injure my iliotibial band by my right knee, so I can't even run now that I have my new shoes. This frustrates me beyond all belief. Way to go, Emily. Note to everyone out there: don't wait to change your running shoes until after you injure yourself. Not smart. This is what happens when you don't have the money to buy a new pair of shoes, I guess. Such is life. But I absolutely LOVE the new shoe smell....aaahhh!!! And I love shoe shopping, so that almost makes the pain worth it. The stuff dreams are made of.
And I now possess the ultimate plan: to have a bagillion part-time jobs. I might be up to 3 now. Then I'll be rolling in the sweet fat cash. Or not so much. But a gal can dream. And not have any spare time.
How's everybody doin' out there?
Anyway, my parents (from ND) and my brother, Ross (from NY), are in town for my niece's baptism on Sunday, so hurray for family time! The Arthur fam, together again. Dear Lord, help us all. It should be a good time; however the Bears and the Packers play this Sunday. My family roots for the Bears. It's a curse of growing up in Chicago. My sister-in-law's family is from Wisconsin and therefore roots for the Packers. It is SO on.
My life...I have an interview next week to be an adoption counselor at the Humane Society, which I'm pretty excited about. A job that actually has a little something to do with my degree, how about that! And I love the dogs and cats. Good thing we can't have animals at our apt, or else the whole place would end up here.
I bought a new pair of running shoes today, which was long overdue. I managed to injure my iliotibial band by my right knee, so I can't even run now that I have my new shoes. This frustrates me beyond all belief. Way to go, Emily. Note to everyone out there: don't wait to change your running shoes until after you injure yourself. Not smart. This is what happens when you don't have the money to buy a new pair of shoes, I guess. Such is life. But I absolutely LOVE the new shoe smell....aaahhh!!! And I love shoe shopping, so that almost makes the pain worth it. The stuff dreams are made of.
And I now possess the ultimate plan: to have a bagillion part-time jobs. I might be up to 3 now. Then I'll be rolling in the sweet fat cash. Or not so much. But a gal can dream. And not have any spare time.
How's everybody doin' out there?
Tuesday, September 05, 2006
It's been awhile...
It's been too long since I last blogged...what a surprise. Since then, I've:
-finished LVC, wahoo!
-moved into a new apt.
-gone to El Salvador, which was awesome!!!
-embarked on the best job hunt EVER (riiight).
-gone crazy a few times.
-taken a most wonderful trip out to Pittsburgh (fabulous city, I must say).
-tried, somewhat unsuccessfully, to figure out my life.
So, all in all, not much has changed. I'll write more later (famous last words).
Mucho amor!
-finished LVC, wahoo!
-moved into a new apt.
-gone to El Salvador, which was awesome!!!
-embarked on the best job hunt EVER (riiight).
-gone crazy a few times.
-taken a most wonderful trip out to Pittsburgh (fabulous city, I must say).
-tried, somewhat unsuccessfully, to figure out my life.
So, all in all, not much has changed. I'll write more later (famous last words).
Mucho amor!
Saturday, June 10, 2006
Show Me the Money!!!
Okay, so tomorrow I'm doing the beer run....baaahhh hahahahaaaa...should be a hoot and a half. I have visions of myself speeding along, exerting my athletic prowess (haaa!!), and chugging a beer as I round the corner...or maybe in the true "marathon" (all 2 miles of it!) style, I'll douse my head in a nice, crisp LakeFront beer. Aaahhh...delicious and refreshing. I'm guessing my beer run will turn into more of a beer stumble by the 4th "hydration station".
And after that, my next big excursion is the Aids Walk-Wisconsin at the end of Sept. Sooo....that's right, I need your money!!! :P Well, at least you can visit my AidsWalk page. And if you have any semblance of a heart, you can donate (feel the guilt...oh, it stings!!!) Or maybe even sign up to do one in your area. Or if you're in Wisco, you can join me! hoorah! Here's the link to my homepager: http://www.aidswalkwis.org/site/TR?px=1016821&pg=personal&fr_id=1040&s_tafId=1070
It's supposed to be all one chunk...apparently my blog page does not like cooperating. Anywhooza, check it out, yo!
Soles Helping Souls...rock on!
And after that, my next big excursion is the Aids Walk-Wisconsin at the end of Sept. Sooo....that's right, I need your money!!! :P Well, at least you can visit my AidsWalk page. And if you have any semblance of a heart, you can donate (feel the guilt...oh, it stings!!!) Or maybe even sign up to do one in your area. Or if you're in Wisco, you can join me! hoorah! Here's the link to my homepager: http://www.aidswalkwis.org/site/TR?px=1016821&pg=personal&fr_id=1040&s_tafId=1070
It's supposed to be all one chunk...apparently my blog page does not like cooperating. Anywhooza, check it out, yo!
Soles Helping Souls...rock on!
Thursday, June 08, 2006
Wild and crazy. Whoa.
So, I didn't get arrested! Too bad, I know...The protest and everything went pretty well, I guess. I doubt they're gonna budge at all, but at least we were there. And they let two reps from our party speak at the meeting, so that was something.
Social activism aside, I'm goin' on a beer run!!! Seriously!!
WOOOOOOOO!! I'm really beyond excited. Okay, so I can't really afford it. But come on...I think it's totally worth it. They MAKE you drink...how lovely. And a t-shirt. I live for the t-shirts.
Social activism aside, I'm goin' on a beer run!!! Seriously!!
WOOOOOOOO!! I'm really beyond excited. Okay, so I can't really afford it. But come on...I think it's totally worth it. They MAKE you drink...how lovely. And a t-shirt. I live for the t-shirts.
Wednesday, June 07, 2006
Goin' on a protest...
So, LVC....we're all about social justice. And here we go...
TO: Friends for Health Care Access in the City of Milwaukee
FROM: Barbara Horner-Ibler and the Health Care Access Task Force
DATE: June 5, 2006
RE: Our last opportunity to influence the Board of Regents, and
request a public hearing on this matter. THURSDAY, June 8, 2006.
Friends,
The Board of Regents will meet at UW-Milwaukee, at the Union on Kenwood
Boulevard at 10:30 AM on Thursday, June 8. This is our last
opportunity before the new affiliation agreement goes into effect (July
1, 2006) to influence the Board of Regents to stop this abandonment of
health care in the city of Milwaukee. As of July 1, the UW’s
30-year-old public program to provide care in the central city of
Milwaukee will become a private program, under the control of Aurora
Health Care. (Aurora has closed clinics and decreased providers in the
city of Milwaukee to the tune of a loss of 46,000 patient visits/year
from 112,000 visits in 1999 to 66,000 visits in 2005.) Turning over a
public program, whose express purpose was to take care of the poor in
the city of Milwaukee and give medical students an experience of caring
for patients in an urban setting, to a private corporation that has
demonstrated, not just a lack of commitment to the poor, but an active
withdrawal from the city of Milwaukee, we believe is unconscionable.
And so we ask for your help.
We need you on Thursday morning at a schedule of the following events:
9:00-9:15 AM Gather to ride a school bus from Cross Lutheran Church
(1821 N. 16th St.) to UW-Milwaukee, Student Union.
9:15 AM Bus departs from Cross.
9:30-10:15 AM Rally for Health Care Access on the steps of
UW-Milwaukee Union. Patients, medical students, political/community
leaders to speak.
10:15-10:30 AM If folks need to return to Cross Lutheran, the bus can
transport your back.
10:15-10:30 AM We would invite most folks to gather in the Board of
Regents meeting in the Union with signs protest their abandonment of
health care in the city.
10:30-11:15 AM Protesters/visitors will be present in the meeting
room with signs of protest.
11:30 AM Bus will depart from the Union at UW-Milwaukee to return
to Cross Lutheran Church.
Thank you for your help! We are convinced we can make a difference!
Sooo...anybody gonna be in Milwaukee and not doin' anything tomorrow morning??
All I gotsta say is, time to change the world...
TO: Friends for Health Care Access in the City of Milwaukee
FROM: Barbara Horner-Ibler and the Health Care Access Task Force
DATE: June 5, 2006
RE: Our last opportunity to influence the Board of Regents, and
request a public hearing on this matter. THURSDAY, June 8, 2006.
Friends,
The Board of Regents will meet at UW-Milwaukee, at the Union on Kenwood
Boulevard at 10:30 AM on Thursday, June 8. This is our last
opportunity before the new affiliation agreement goes into effect (July
1, 2006) to influence the Board of Regents to stop this abandonment of
health care in the city of Milwaukee. As of July 1, the UW’s
30-year-old public program to provide care in the central city of
Milwaukee will become a private program, under the control of Aurora
Health Care. (Aurora has closed clinics and decreased providers in the
city of Milwaukee to the tune of a loss of 46,000 patient visits/year
from 112,000 visits in 1999 to 66,000 visits in 2005.) Turning over a
public program, whose express purpose was to take care of the poor in
the city of Milwaukee and give medical students an experience of caring
for patients in an urban setting, to a private corporation that has
demonstrated, not just a lack of commitment to the poor, but an active
withdrawal from the city of Milwaukee, we believe is unconscionable.
And so we ask for your help.
We need you on Thursday morning at a schedule of the following events:
9:00-9:15 AM Gather to ride a school bus from Cross Lutheran Church
(1821 N. 16th St.) to UW-Milwaukee, Student Union.
9:15 AM Bus departs from Cross.
9:30-10:15 AM Rally for Health Care Access on the steps of
UW-Milwaukee Union. Patients, medical students, political/community
leaders to speak.
10:15-10:30 AM If folks need to return to Cross Lutheran, the bus can
transport your back.
10:15-10:30 AM We would invite most folks to gather in the Board of
Regents meeting in the Union with signs protest their abandonment of
health care in the city.
10:30-11:15 AM Protesters/visitors will be present in the meeting
room with signs of protest.
11:30 AM Bus will depart from the Union at UW-Milwaukee to return
to Cross Lutheran Church.
Thank you for your help! We are convinced we can make a difference!
Sooo...anybody gonna be in Milwaukee and not doin' anything tomorrow morning??
All I gotsta say is, time to change the world...
Monday, June 05, 2006
Geh.
Today I'm pissed at the world. Why, you ask? Well, I'm not sure. I've been trying to pinpoint it. Maybe it was the bazillion people who kept coming into the clinic today complaining that they were really sick and out of medications, yet they've missed their last 3 appointments...hmmm, let's think about that for awhile. Or perhaps it's the stupid email we got from one of our supposed LVC "support committee" members attempting to make us feel bad for not attending a fundraising concert that he, of course!, attended. Oh, blow it out your ass. Then again, it could be the bitches at UW-Milwaukee who won't give me residency status so I can actually afford to take one class next fall. One class!! Come on, people, work with me here...PLEASE. AAARRGH! I'm so frustrated. And then the proverbial "man" took one of my favorite shows off the air. Now, I don't watch that much tv, but when I have my shows, I need to watch them. Don't get in my way, don't talk, or I'll yell at you. And I won't care if I hurt your feelings. Because IT'S MY SHOW. Roar.
It would just be nice to figure out what I'm doing in 3 months, to have something concrete. But seems like my life isn't about that right now, so why worry, right? Time to pull my head out of places it shouldn't be (seem to be telling myself this more and more lately)!
Everwood, the show they canned, had some great quotes; here's one of them that's particularly fitting right now:
"The more things change, the more they stay the same. I'm not sure who the first person was who said that. Probably Shakespeare. Or maybe Sting. But at the moment, it's the sentence that best explains my tragic flaw: my inability to change.
I don't think I'm alone in this. The more I get to know other people, the more I realize it's kind of everyone's flaw. Staying exactly the same for as long as possible, standing perfectly still... It feels better somehow. And if you are suffering, at least the pain is familiar. Because if you took that leap of faith, went outside the box, did something unexpected... Who knows what other pain might be waiting out there. Chances are it could be even worse.
So you maintain the status quo. Choose the road already traveled and it doesn't seem that bad. Not as far as flaws go. You're not a drug addict. You're not killing anyone... Except maybe yourself a little.
When we finally do change, I don't think it happens like an earthquake or an explosion, where all of a sudden we're like this different person. I think it's smaller than that. The kind of thing most people wouldn't even notice unless they looked at us really, really close. Which, thank God, they never do. But you notice it. Inside you that change feels like a world of difference. And you hope this is it. This is the person you get to be forever... that you'll never have to change again."
Not that I usually choose the road already travelled. I mean, I'm in Milwaukee, for the love of God....haa haaa.
A big thanks to Jamie, for bein supa fly :) and a hey-hey to everybody else...i miss you more than you know!!
peace.
It would just be nice to figure out what I'm doing in 3 months, to have something concrete. But seems like my life isn't about that right now, so why worry, right? Time to pull my head out of places it shouldn't be (seem to be telling myself this more and more lately)!
Everwood, the show they canned, had some great quotes; here's one of them that's particularly fitting right now:
"The more things change, the more they stay the same. I'm not sure who the first person was who said that. Probably Shakespeare. Or maybe Sting. But at the moment, it's the sentence that best explains my tragic flaw: my inability to change.
I don't think I'm alone in this. The more I get to know other people, the more I realize it's kind of everyone's flaw. Staying exactly the same for as long as possible, standing perfectly still... It feels better somehow. And if you are suffering, at least the pain is familiar. Because if you took that leap of faith, went outside the box, did something unexpected... Who knows what other pain might be waiting out there. Chances are it could be even worse.
So you maintain the status quo. Choose the road already traveled and it doesn't seem that bad. Not as far as flaws go. You're not a drug addict. You're not killing anyone... Except maybe yourself a little.
When we finally do change, I don't think it happens like an earthquake or an explosion, where all of a sudden we're like this different person. I think it's smaller than that. The kind of thing most people wouldn't even notice unless they looked at us really, really close. Which, thank God, they never do. But you notice it. Inside you that change feels like a world of difference. And you hope this is it. This is the person you get to be forever... that you'll never have to change again."
Not that I usually choose the road already travelled. I mean, I'm in Milwaukee, for the love of God....haa haaa.
A big thanks to Jamie, for bein supa fly :) and a hey-hey to everybody else...i miss you more than you know!!
peace.
Sunday, May 28, 2006
Jillian Rose Arthur!
Jillian is here!! YAY! My brother, Ben, and his wife, Mary, had their 2nd child today, May 28th, at 4:37am. And the bestest Auntie Em in the world (that's me, folks) was there to see it!! SO COOL. I was seriously blown away! She was 7lbs, 5.5oz and 20 inches long. She's a cutie patootie!! And I'm really tired...nothing like pulling an all-nighter with my new niece!
I don't have pictures yet; I didn't have my camera with because they totally weren't expecting it to happen this soon (due date was June 16th). Ben and Mary were actually giving me a ride home from a cookout at Mary's parents' house and Mary wanted to stop by the hospital because she thought her water may have broken. Well, it did!! And they were super enough to let me stay. Mom and baby are fine, so hurray hurray!! :D
I don't have pictures yet; I didn't have my camera with because they totally weren't expecting it to happen this soon (due date was June 16th). Ben and Mary were actually giving me a ride home from a cookout at Mary's parents' house and Mary wanted to stop by the hospital because she thought her water may have broken. Well, it did!! And they were super enough to let me stay. Mom and baby are fine, so hurray hurray!! :D
Sunday, April 23, 2006
and so it goes...
from apr. 23rd...continued into apr. 26
Hello, everybody! Okay, really....spring has sprung and that's fantastical (never mind that stupid 30 degree day shoved in there)! Warm weather (well, at least not freakin cold weather) is maaaaah-velous.
What I've been up to:
Went home for Easter, it was a hoot! I love North Dakota!! Um....yeah....I got to see some friends, too, which is always a good time.
Saw "Thank You for Smoking"...it's funny, go see it! Played a bitchin game of DDR with my roomie, Jill.
Work, work work.
I've started writing letters again...it's fun, but I seem to not have enough time for it. Actually, I've realized there's never enough time to do everything you want to do. And that's not fair. Boo to the man! And here I apologize to all of my friends whom I have neglected and/or otherwise completely ignored for the past couple of weeks. Really, sometimes I suck. I try to be a wonderful, fantastical friend, but I fail. Woe is me. So I'll work on that.
Went to see George Winston, pianist, harmonica-ist (???), and guitarist at the Pabst Theater with Dr. Barb and her fam...he's amaaaazing! I like pianos. :) And I highly recommend him...I think it'd be good study music.
My dad got attacked by a goose. You can laugh, it's okay (not gonna lie, I laughed, too!!), but the goose also caused him to be thrown from his beloved Harley (status of the bike: still unknown) and smooshed into the ground. They thought he had a broken jaw and broken ribs among oodles of internal injuries, so they helicoptered him to Fargo, but luckily, miraculously he came out with some mondo bruises and scrapes, some cracked ribs, and lots of pain. But he's okay. Sigh of relief. I don't even wanna think...too scary. So, shoot some prayers over to my mums and papa if you have the chance. Oh, and the cats, too; I hear they're really distressed by this whole situation.
I was running in the dark and I fell over again. Did I already post this somewhere? I have a feeling....or maybe I just like telling people that I fell over to relive and pain and embarassment. That HAS to be it.
I went kite-flying down by Lake Michigan last Sunday...great fun. Really damn windy, so it all worked out. I was walking there with one of my roomates (after a lovely ride from the public transportation people, of course) and we were kind of off in our la-la land, taking up the majority of the sidewalk (I was well aware, thank you!!). Usually when people want to pass by you, though, they say "excuse me" or "passing on the left"...but no..this particular jackass of a guy rides by on his bike, practically hits me, and then BARKS at me...he BARKED AT ME!! Right in my ear. Really, wtf?
Never a moment of excitement lost for this gal.
That's all I can remember right now. Today was a long, tiring day. My brain is mush. To bed I go, tra-lee, tra-laa. Like I said...brain...mush. Meh.
Hello, everybody! Okay, really....spring has sprung and that's fantastical (never mind that stupid 30 degree day shoved in there)! Warm weather (well, at least not freakin cold weather) is maaaaah-velous.
What I've been up to:
Went home for Easter, it was a hoot! I love North Dakota!! Um....yeah....I got to see some friends, too, which is always a good time.
Saw "Thank You for Smoking"...it's funny, go see it! Played a bitchin game of DDR with my roomie, Jill.
Work, work work.
I've started writing letters again...it's fun, but I seem to not have enough time for it. Actually, I've realized there's never enough time to do everything you want to do. And that's not fair. Boo to the man! And here I apologize to all of my friends whom I have neglected and/or otherwise completely ignored for the past couple of weeks. Really, sometimes I suck. I try to be a wonderful, fantastical friend, but I fail. Woe is me. So I'll work on that.
Went to see George Winston, pianist, harmonica-ist (???), and guitarist at the Pabst Theater with Dr. Barb and her fam...he's amaaaazing! I like pianos. :) And I highly recommend him...I think it'd be good study music.
My dad got attacked by a goose. You can laugh, it's okay (not gonna lie, I laughed, too!!), but the goose also caused him to be thrown from his beloved Harley (status of the bike: still unknown) and smooshed into the ground. They thought he had a broken jaw and broken ribs among oodles of internal injuries, so they helicoptered him to Fargo, but luckily, miraculously he came out with some mondo bruises and scrapes, some cracked ribs, and lots of pain. But he's okay. Sigh of relief. I don't even wanna think...too scary. So, shoot some prayers over to my mums and papa if you have the chance. Oh, and the cats, too; I hear they're really distressed by this whole situation.
I was running in the dark and I fell over again. Did I already post this somewhere? I have a feeling....or maybe I just like telling people that I fell over to relive and pain and embarassment. That HAS to be it.
I went kite-flying down by Lake Michigan last Sunday...great fun. Really damn windy, so it all worked out. I was walking there with one of my roomates (after a lovely ride from the public transportation people, of course) and we were kind of off in our la-la land, taking up the majority of the sidewalk (I was well aware, thank you!!). Usually when people want to pass by you, though, they say "excuse me" or "passing on the left"...but no..this particular jackass of a guy rides by on his bike, practically hits me, and then BARKS at me...he BARKED AT ME!! Right in my ear. Really, wtf?
Never a moment of excitement lost for this gal.
That's all I can remember right now. Today was a long, tiring day. My brain is mush. To bed I go, tra-lee, tra-laa. Like I said...brain...mush. Meh.
Friday, March 31, 2006
Well, crap
So, as usual, it's been awhile since I've "blogged". Eh. Sometimes I get sick of writing about my life, or lack thereof. Or maybe I'm just lazy; that could very well be the answer. I'm sitting at work right now, on a Friday afternoon. I'm all caught up, actually, so here I am, just waiting on the guy to come fiddle with our computer. Oh computer duuuuuude.....
Lots has happened in the last couple of weeks, of course. None of which I care to write about. Thanks. Maybe a few things. Just to satiate your unquenchable thirst for facts about me. :P
--My purse got stolen from work...bah!! Damn stealing fiends! ::fists shaking appropriately:: It's a free clinic, people...in a CHURCH....and I'm a VOLUNTEER. So goodbye to my beloved happy cricket ring (it was a ringtone on my phone, for those unfamiliar in the ways of the slider phone)...sob, tear, and other carryings-on. My phone, my credit card, check card, license..and on and on. Grrr argh! I've finally gotten everything replaced (well, except for the few irreplaceables), but I'm still harboring some anger (bitches!). It's crappy that it happened at work, too, cause I'm forever paranoid now. I leave the room, the door gets locked. ALL THE TIME. Guess I should've done that in the first place. Way to go over-trusting people, emily.
It's weird how free you feel without a cell phone....and how completely inconvenienced. Let's all say it together: I'm a privileged white girl! hurrah!
--St. Patty's Day was a blast. Went to an Irish pub at 6 am with some fellow volunteers (Jesuits are crazy, too!! :P ) and out to a bar that night. good times, good times.
--The Fighting Sioux hockey team made it to the Frozen Four again this year and it's conveniently taking place in Milwaukee!! So they're coming to visit...oh yay! I get to see some of my bandinos...very rad (yeah, I said rad. deal.). We're playing BC the first game and one of my friends, Heather, went to BC....we watched the regional championship games at a bar together, but when it comes to the Frozen Four, I don't know. This could be interesting. Go Sioux!! My lovely friend Brooklyn found us tickets to game...face-value, from some guy named "Jay"....haaa...this could also be interesting. What? Frozen Four isn't code for dealing crack? Who knew?? Anyway, I'm excited for that. Should be a hoot.
--They're having a "Peep show" at a restaurant/bar here in Milwaukee this Sunday...Marshmallow Peep art! Am I in heaven? (I LOVE Peeps!) So of course I shall have to enter. I'm thinking somewhere along the lines of Peep pilgrims...whaddaya think?? :P Wow...
--Right now, I'm in the midst of a cold, which makes work even crappier. Not that work is crappy, really, just demanding and difficult and draining. Yeah, that's it. I'll try to post more pictures up here this weekend. So here I sit, still waiting for the computer guy...12:30, my ass! I want to leave!! I am OVER TIME!!!! Have I mentioned that in my spare time I enjoy complaining??
Doo bee doo bee doooooo.........
Lots has happened in the last couple of weeks, of course. None of which I care to write about. Thanks. Maybe a few things. Just to satiate your unquenchable thirst for facts about me. :P
--My purse got stolen from work...bah!! Damn stealing fiends! ::fists shaking appropriately:: It's a free clinic, people...in a CHURCH....and I'm a VOLUNTEER. So goodbye to my beloved happy cricket ring (it was a ringtone on my phone, for those unfamiliar in the ways of the slider phone)...sob, tear, and other carryings-on. My phone, my credit card, check card, license..and on and on. Grrr argh! I've finally gotten everything replaced (well, except for the few irreplaceables), but I'm still harboring some anger (bitches!). It's crappy that it happened at work, too, cause I'm forever paranoid now. I leave the room, the door gets locked. ALL THE TIME. Guess I should've done that in the first place. Way to go over-trusting people, emily.
It's weird how free you feel without a cell phone....and how completely inconvenienced. Let's all say it together: I'm a privileged white girl! hurrah!
--St. Patty's Day was a blast. Went to an Irish pub at 6 am with some fellow volunteers (Jesuits are crazy, too!! :P ) and out to a bar that night. good times, good times.
--The Fighting Sioux hockey team made it to the Frozen Four again this year and it's conveniently taking place in Milwaukee!! So they're coming to visit...oh yay! I get to see some of my bandinos...very rad (yeah, I said rad. deal.). We're playing BC the first game and one of my friends, Heather, went to BC....we watched the regional championship games at a bar together, but when it comes to the Frozen Four, I don't know. This could be interesting. Go Sioux!! My lovely friend Brooklyn found us tickets to game...face-value, from some guy named "Jay"....haaa...this could also be interesting. What? Frozen Four isn't code for dealing crack? Who knew?? Anyway, I'm excited for that. Should be a hoot.
--They're having a "Peep show" at a restaurant/bar here in Milwaukee this Sunday...Marshmallow Peep art! Am I in heaven? (I LOVE Peeps!) So of course I shall have to enter. I'm thinking somewhere along the lines of Peep pilgrims...whaddaya think?? :P Wow...
--Right now, I'm in the midst of a cold, which makes work even crappier. Not that work is crappy, really, just demanding and difficult and draining. Yeah, that's it. I'll try to post more pictures up here this weekend. So here I sit, still waiting for the computer guy...12:30, my ass! I want to leave!! I am OVER TIME!!!! Have I mentioned that in my spare time I enjoy complaining??
Doo bee doo bee doooooo.........
Friday, February 24, 2006
Today I feel: sad
This past week, life reared its ugly head in my house. My roommate, Jill, my bestest Milwaukee friend, found out that her mom was killed in a car accident late Monday night. I guess she got a call from her dad Tuesday morning; I was already at work, so found out about it over the phone from one of my other roommates. Safety tip #1: It is not good to cry at work...eyeliner everywhere.
I called her Tuesday night and just left a message letting her know I was thinking about her and her family, but I wasn't even sure what to do. Guess I flipped out a little, because I wanted to make sure she was okay and I didn't know how she was doing. I hate this, because I feel like a big selfish blob no matter what I do. Am I checking on her because I care about her or to make myself feel better? Oh, to be human and have powers of higher thinking (or lower, whatever the case may be). She called last night and it was great to hear from her, even though I was at a loss for words. Guess it feels like I lost a little of my friend, too.
I only met Jill's mom, Janice, twice, but she seemed like a great lady, full of bright life, just like Jill. I would always get to hear stories about the crazy things she said or did. Jill's parents actually drove to Milwaukee from Elgin, IL, to hang out with us and take us out to The Cheesecake Factory because Jill and I were bored one night...lol! Crazy times, great people.
So I really don't know why I'm so emotionally-invested in this. Well, I suppose I do...Jill is a good friend and I don't want her to have to go through this. I'm also a daughter and can't imagine losing my mom. I've called my mom practically every night this week and she probably thinks I'm loony. She's right, but that's beside the point.
Two of my roommates and I drove to Elgin to go to the visitation today. We don't really know her family at all, but I was glad we could be there to support her. The funeral is tomorrow, so back to Elgin we go. I don't know when or if Jill will come back and that makes this whole thing really shitty. I hate that this has happened, I hate that Jill and her family have to deal with so much pain, and I hate that things won't be the same again (there's that selfishness). I just don't understand it. And then, on the way to Elgin today, we passed this billboard (yes, I had my camera with):
Hmmm..I guess that's it. But I AM human and I'm gonna make a little more effort to celebrate life: dance in the kitchen with my headphones cranked up, take a walk on a sunny day, play golf in the living room with my 2-year old nephew:
And tomorrow I'll celebrate with the Kline family and hundreds of other people who knew what a great lady this was.
Thanks for the cheesecake, Janice. :)
I called her Tuesday night and just left a message letting her know I was thinking about her and her family, but I wasn't even sure what to do. Guess I flipped out a little, because I wanted to make sure she was okay and I didn't know how she was doing. I hate this, because I feel like a big selfish blob no matter what I do. Am I checking on her because I care about her or to make myself feel better? Oh, to be human and have powers of higher thinking (or lower, whatever the case may be). She called last night and it was great to hear from her, even though I was at a loss for words. Guess it feels like I lost a little of my friend, too.
I only met Jill's mom, Janice, twice, but she seemed like a great lady, full of bright life, just like Jill. I would always get to hear stories about the crazy things she said or did. Jill's parents actually drove to Milwaukee from Elgin, IL, to hang out with us and take us out to The Cheesecake Factory because Jill and I were bored one night...lol! Crazy times, great people.
So I really don't know why I'm so emotionally-invested in this. Well, I suppose I do...Jill is a good friend and I don't want her to have to go through this. I'm also a daughter and can't imagine losing my mom. I've called my mom practically every night this week and she probably thinks I'm loony. She's right, but that's beside the point.
Two of my roommates and I drove to Elgin to go to the visitation today. We don't really know her family at all, but I was glad we could be there to support her. The funeral is tomorrow, so back to Elgin we go. I don't know when or if Jill will come back and that makes this whole thing really shitty. I hate that this has happened, I hate that Jill and her family have to deal with so much pain, and I hate that things won't be the same again (there's that selfishness). I just don't understand it. And then, on the way to Elgin today, we passed this billboard (yes, I had my camera with):
Hmmm..I guess that's it. But I AM human and I'm gonna make a little more effort to celebrate life: dance in the kitchen with my headphones cranked up, take a walk on a sunny day, play golf in the living room with my 2-year old nephew:
And tomorrow I'll celebrate with the Kline family and hundreds of other people who knew what a great lady this was.
Thanks for the cheesecake, Janice. :)
Monday, February 20, 2006
more nothingness
Is this year over yet? I mean, seriously...rabble rabble rabble.
Blurbs and whatnot:
I babysat for my 2 1/2 year old nephew this past Sunday. He's a blast to be around, but quite the handful. They just moved into a new house, which adds much excitement to the whole bag. He ate so much mac-and-cheese, I was really expecting some projectile vomit. But, the kid was a champion. Way to pack it away, Stevie. I don't think I can watch anymore of the Little People DVD for at least a couple of months, lest I want to start pulling my hair out. make it stop....I love him to death and am really glad I'm getting to spend more time with him AND see my brother and sister-in-law. Feel the love.
I went to Chicago two weekends ago to see my fabulous friend Brooklyn and Cooper was in town, too, so what a blast. I've said it before, I'll say it again..I love my friends. Thanks for hanging out with me, you guys. woot woot. :P And I love riding the Brown line...haa haa!!
My mom's gonna be in Milwaukee this weekend!! I'm so excited. I'll get to spend even more time with Stevie J, my nephew, so double the fun. We're gonna check out a Polish bakery for some packzi (the unhealthiest pastry EVER), in honor of upcoming Fat Tuesday and get in some good hanging time. My mom's awesome. YAY!
I'm crabby. Let it be known. Roar.
Blurbs and whatnot:
I babysat for my 2 1/2 year old nephew this past Sunday. He's a blast to be around, but quite the handful. They just moved into a new house, which adds much excitement to the whole bag. He ate so much mac-and-cheese, I was really expecting some projectile vomit. But, the kid was a champion. Way to pack it away, Stevie. I don't think I can watch anymore of the Little People DVD for at least a couple of months, lest I want to start pulling my hair out. make it stop....I love him to death and am really glad I'm getting to spend more time with him AND see my brother and sister-in-law. Feel the love.
I went to Chicago two weekends ago to see my fabulous friend Brooklyn and Cooper was in town, too, so what a blast. I've said it before, I'll say it again..I love my friends. Thanks for hanging out with me, you guys. woot woot. :P And I love riding the Brown line...haa haa!!
My mom's gonna be in Milwaukee this weekend!! I'm so excited. I'll get to spend even more time with Stevie J, my nephew, so double the fun. We're gonna check out a Polish bakery for some packzi (the unhealthiest pastry EVER), in honor of upcoming Fat Tuesday and get in some good hanging time. My mom's awesome. YAY!
I'm crabby. Let it be known. Roar.
Friday, February 03, 2006
I should be in bed
It's 10:45 on a Friday night and I'm surprised I'm still awake. Holy crap, I sound like my mother!! (dun dun duuuuunnn.....) I don't know if work has really been that stressful lately, or if I'm coming down with something (all-I-want-to-do-is-take-a-nap-so-leave-me-the-f-alone-itis), but I am not doing so good. As I mentioned in my previous bloggin (haa...rhymes with tobaggan...side effect of lack of sleep...wait, no, just my bad humor), I've reverted to the old "turn off the alarm clock, go back to sleep" routine. I feel so drained when I wake up; six hours is supposed to be enough, right? bah!
I've gotten on a reading kick (maybe, just maybe, has something to do with the lack of sleep)...nothing but doctor books...oh, they're so fascinating (I'm a grade-A Nerd)!! And discouraging...students telling stories of hazing and being humiliated during rounds at the hospital...woooo!! Where do I sign?? But then...the absolutely worst thing imaginable to me...are you ready for this? Sure you can handle it?????.........................
COMPLETE AND UTTER LACK OF SLEEP-------NOOOOOOOOOooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!! Please don't tell me this! Not now, not when I might actually be making up my mind on what could be one of the most important decisions I've made in a long time(and if you know me well, heck if you've just known me a few hours, you know I have issues with making decisions: "I don't care where we eat, just pick somewhere and don't make me do it, for the love of God!!!!").
And with that folks, medicine has lost its appeal. Stories of med students being so tired they can barely string together coherent sentences, being up for the last 48 hours on-call, or falling asleep standing up during rounds at 4:30 in the am....riiight.
What's that, you say? There's an opening for a cashier at Petco? HHAA HAAA...okay, really, that's not funny, just downright wrong (on so many levels). No offense to all you Pet-hos out there; it's just not the life for me. So I plug along in this crazy world, trying to diagnose (I do want to be a doctor!) my tiredness and feeling uber proud because I knew the answer to Final Jeopardy--obviously a measure of one's success in life--today as I was running on the treadmill at the gym...it's hospice care, you dumbasses, hospice care (I actually wanted to start yelling the answer at the morons on the tv---I AM turning into my mother)!! Guess that honors thesis came in handy for something, huh? HUH???
Realization of the day: I like looking words up in the dictionary when I don't know what they mean. Wait, that's like learning, right? :P
Currently reading: "What I Learned in Medical School: Personal Stories of Young Doctors", soon to be followed by "Bedside Manners: One Doctor's Reflections on the Oddly Intimate Encounters Between Patient and Healer". This is some good shit, people.
I've gotten on a reading kick (maybe, just maybe, has something to do with the lack of sleep)...nothing but doctor books...oh, they're so fascinating (I'm a grade-A Nerd)!! And discouraging...students telling stories of hazing and being humiliated during rounds at the hospital...woooo!! Where do I sign?? But then...the absolutely worst thing imaginable to me...are you ready for this? Sure you can handle it?????.........................
COMPLETE AND UTTER LACK OF SLEEP-------NOOOOOOOOOooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!! Please don't tell me this! Not now, not when I might actually be making up my mind on what could be one of the most important decisions I've made in a long time(and if you know me well, heck if you've just known me a few hours, you know I have issues with making decisions: "I don't care where we eat, just pick somewhere and don't make me do it, for the love of God!!!!").
And with that folks, medicine has lost its appeal. Stories of med students being so tired they can barely string together coherent sentences, being up for the last 48 hours on-call, or falling asleep standing up during rounds at 4:30 in the am....riiight.
What's that, you say? There's an opening for a cashier at Petco? HHAA HAAA...okay, really, that's not funny, just downright wrong (on so many levels). No offense to all you Pet-hos out there; it's just not the life for me. So I plug along in this crazy world, trying to diagnose (I do want to be a doctor!) my tiredness and feeling uber proud because I knew the answer to Final Jeopardy--obviously a measure of one's success in life--today as I was running on the treadmill at the gym...it's hospice care, you dumbasses, hospice care (I actually wanted to start yelling the answer at the morons on the tv---I AM turning into my mother)!! Guess that honors thesis came in handy for something, huh? HUH???
Realization of the day: I like looking words up in the dictionary when I don't know what they mean. Wait, that's like learning, right? :P
Currently reading: "What I Learned in Medical School: Personal Stories of Young Doctors", soon to be followed by "Bedside Manners: One Doctor's Reflections on the Oddly Intimate Encounters Between Patient and Healer". This is some good shit, people.
Friday, January 27, 2006
Like sands through the hourglass....
I haven't blogged in about 20 days. And what's happened since then? ABSOLUTEY NOTHING. Okay, so this is a lie, but the truth is I don't remember anything that has happened, so I have to lie to cover it up. Hmmm..not really a good policy to adopt. But I have been pegged as a liar before (aaahhheem...you're probably not even reading this anyway :P), so what else is new?
So, let's see...my last year of college I had an issue with getting up in time for my 8am class (what?? me?? turn off my alarm and go back to sleep? Noooo!) and I seem to have reverted to my old self. In other words, I've found myself missing my bus (I only missed it by 2 seconds, I swear!!) and being forced to run after the public transpo-mobile to get to work on time (haaa!!). "And I ruuuun, I run so far away..."
My yogurt exploded in my bag the other day...yogurt-covered goodness all around. Unfortunately, I had to come to the realization that I had yogurt guts all over my stuff by the strange goo leaking onto my coat...yogurt goo does not equal happiness.
I've stumbled onto the best place in the world, also known as the Viet Hoa Market on North Ave in the good land. It's a little Vietnamese grocery store, but they have so much cool shit. Where else can you find 10 different kinds of coconut milk??? "You want gelatin in can? You want green blob in plastic wrap? Oh, I see, you want oyster in plastic tub...very good, very good." So what if I can't read the printing on the package? I can recognize pictures!!! It's actual a really cool place...you're not gonna find this stuff in your run-of-the-mill grocery store. And the Japanese candy they have...fannnntastic!
Growing up, you hear "your elders" complaining about how time moves so much more quickly when you're older. Being a kid, you don't care and you run off to shove more dirt in your mouth...well, listen up kids! THIS IS SO TRUE. I'm getting old (not really, but REALLY) and the time is just disappearing. It's almost February already; where have I been? I thought this year would be so long and now I'm worried it's going too quickly (I really have issues with making up my mind, if you can't tell). Gotta enjoy it while I can, and enjoy I shall, but geesh.
Work is still work...still learning, still commiserating about our shitty healthcare system. It's an uphill battle and that hill just keeps getting steeper. Buuuuuuut it's not all depressing...the docs are cool, I haven't gone [totally] crazy yet, and I still dream of being Dr. Arthur, Medicine Woman. Haa haa!! Now if only I could get the theme from "ER" to play every time I walked into the clinic, I'd be set....
Mucho amor.
So, let's see...my last year of college I had an issue with getting up in time for my 8am class (what?? me?? turn off my alarm and go back to sleep? Noooo!) and I seem to have reverted to my old self. In other words, I've found myself missing my bus (I only missed it by 2 seconds, I swear!!) and being forced to run after the public transpo-mobile to get to work on time (haaa!!). "And I ruuuun, I run so far away..."
My yogurt exploded in my bag the other day...yogurt-covered goodness all around. Unfortunately, I had to come to the realization that I had yogurt guts all over my stuff by the strange goo leaking onto my coat...yogurt goo does not equal happiness.
I've stumbled onto the best place in the world, also known as the Viet Hoa Market on North Ave in the good land. It's a little Vietnamese grocery store, but they have so much cool shit. Where else can you find 10 different kinds of coconut milk??? "You want gelatin in can? You want green blob in plastic wrap? Oh, I see, you want oyster in plastic tub...very good, very good." So what if I can't read the printing on the package? I can recognize pictures!!! It's actual a really cool place...you're not gonna find this stuff in your run-of-the-mill grocery store. And the Japanese candy they have...fannnntastic!
Growing up, you hear "your elders" complaining about how time moves so much more quickly when you're older. Being a kid, you don't care and you run off to shove more dirt in your mouth...well, listen up kids! THIS IS SO TRUE. I'm getting old (not really, but REALLY) and the time is just disappearing. It's almost February already; where have I been? I thought this year would be so long and now I'm worried it's going too quickly (I really have issues with making up my mind, if you can't tell). Gotta enjoy it while I can, and enjoy I shall, but geesh.
Work is still work...still learning, still commiserating about our shitty healthcare system. It's an uphill battle and that hill just keeps getting steeper. Buuuuuuut it's not all depressing...the docs are cool, I haven't gone [totally] crazy yet, and I still dream of being Dr. Arthur, Medicine Woman. Haa haa!! Now if only I could get the theme from "ER" to play every time I walked into the clinic, I'd be set....
Mucho amor.
Monday, January 09, 2006
Oh, the humor....
A mother is getting on the bus with her baby when the bus driver says, "What an ugly baby!" She scoffs at the man, puts in her fare and sits next to an older woman. "How dare that bus driver! Civil servants are supposed to be respectful, not insulting. I'm going to give him a piece of my mind!" The other woman replies, "That's a good idea. Here, let me hold your monkey."
Did you know that there are three types of people in the world? Those who can count and those who can't.
Did you hear about the cat who ate a whole ball of yarn? A few months later she gave birth to a whole litter of mittens.
What do you get when you cross a pit bull and a rabbit? A pit bull.
Why aren't elephants allowed on the beach? Because their trunks keep falling down.
Why do you always see dead possums on the road? Chickens use them to check for traffic.
You're welcome. :P
Did you know that there are three types of people in the world? Those who can count and those who can't.
Did you hear about the cat who ate a whole ball of yarn? A few months later she gave birth to a whole litter of mittens.
What do you get when you cross a pit bull and a rabbit? A pit bull.
Why aren't elephants allowed on the beach? Because their trunks keep falling down.
Why do you always see dead possums on the road? Chickens use them to check for traffic.
You're welcome. :P
Monday, January 02, 2006
2006 starts off with a bang...
So, there are fires in Oklahoma, people stuck in a mine...and it's only the 2nd day of 2006. It's gonna be a great year, folks.
I rang in the New Year sitting on my couch, watching the ball drop on TV and reading my book. Read this: I can be introverted at times. Oh, the excitement. I actually had myself quite a good time, got to relax and talk to a few people on the phone. Better than being stuck at a party I really didn't wanna be at, trying to talk to people I really didn't know. I did get to babysit for my nephew, Steven, earlier in the day (this kid can put away more donut holes than I can...I think my brother and his wife should get him on one of those Japanese stunt shows, pronto), so that may have contributed to the "pooped" feeling and consequent ploppage on the couch. I do have to say that Dick Clark, although a great TV personality, needs to retire. I know he had a stroke and I felt awful watching him struggle with his speech, but when you can't count down from 10 correctly, it's time to take it easy for awhile. Hand it over to that Ryan Seacrest thing (shudder, shudder). All in all, the coverage was crappy, listened to Regis Philbin sing (why? WHY???), had a few laughs, and went to bed.
It's raining like crazy here in Milwaukee; it's been dark and dreary for the past month, I think, and it really sucks. I got splooshed by a car while waiting for the bus this morning, so maybe I won't have to shower anymore in the mornings, giving me some extra sleep time. HUH? It actually really pissed me off, but those are the breaks. On the plus side, I got to go to the gym today after work and it was fabulous...okay, it really kicked my arse, but that post-workout feeling is always good. Working out definitely puts me in a better mood. I got a free workout with a personal trainer for starting up...he was, well, let's just say...mighty good-looking, so it made the experience that much more enjoyable! hee hee...calm down boys, he's married, I'm still on the market..baah ha ha haa...oh, I make myself laugh. His name is Bill and he was actually a really cool guy, not the typical gym-rat, I guess.
My family had a dog when I was younger, Obie (best dog ever!!), and he had this extreme love for tennis balls. Somehow, the tennis balls ended up being named "Bill" (introverted AND weird!!)...so throughout this whole workout, I kept picturing my dog and his tennis balls...:D Okay, maybe this is just funny to me, but it was good times. just bugger off.
My resolution: to live, to learn, to grow. to make it through the year without a bout of mental insanity. Happy New Year :)
I rang in the New Year sitting on my couch, watching the ball drop on TV and reading my book. Read this: I can be introverted at times. Oh, the excitement. I actually had myself quite a good time, got to relax and talk to a few people on the phone. Better than being stuck at a party I really didn't wanna be at, trying to talk to people I really didn't know. I did get to babysit for my nephew, Steven, earlier in the day (this kid can put away more donut holes than I can...I think my brother and his wife should get him on one of those Japanese stunt shows, pronto), so that may have contributed to the "pooped" feeling and consequent ploppage on the couch. I do have to say that Dick Clark, although a great TV personality, needs to retire. I know he had a stroke and I felt awful watching him struggle with his speech, but when you can't count down from 10 correctly, it's time to take it easy for awhile. Hand it over to that Ryan Seacrest thing (shudder, shudder). All in all, the coverage was crappy, listened to Regis Philbin sing (why? WHY???), had a few laughs, and went to bed.
It's raining like crazy here in Milwaukee; it's been dark and dreary for the past month, I think, and it really sucks. I got splooshed by a car while waiting for the bus this morning, so maybe I won't have to shower anymore in the mornings, giving me some extra sleep time. HUH? It actually really pissed me off, but those are the breaks. On the plus side, I got to go to the gym today after work and it was fabulous...okay, it really kicked my arse, but that post-workout feeling is always good. Working out definitely puts me in a better mood. I got a free workout with a personal trainer for starting up...he was, well, let's just say...mighty good-looking, so it made the experience that much more enjoyable! hee hee...calm down boys, he's married, I'm still on the market..baah ha ha haa...oh, I make myself laugh. His name is Bill and he was actually a really cool guy, not the typical gym-rat, I guess.
My family had a dog when I was younger, Obie (best dog ever!!), and he had this extreme love for tennis balls. Somehow, the tennis balls ended up being named "Bill" (introverted AND weird!!)...so throughout this whole workout, I kept picturing my dog and his tennis balls...:D Okay, maybe this is just funny to me, but it was good times. just bugger off.
My resolution: to live, to learn, to grow. to make it through the year without a bout of mental insanity. Happy New Year :)
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