Sorry for the dearth of posting lately; I’ve been busily hitting city after city on the interview trail–and the residencies, unfortunately, continue to be
great (making my ranking decision next to impossible).
And thank you to Chicago, where I’ve been interviewing as of late. After 11 years driving without a single parking ticket, thank you, Chicago, for welcoming
your forgotten son (I went to undergrad in the area) back with open arms. Two tickets and my car towed today for a tow away zone sign that was crumpled and gnarled
away. I missed you too.
I have a friend at another school whose attending specifically wears scrubs for no reason to Starbucks, hoping women will hit on him, and there are plenty of people
who have no reason to be wearing scrubs to the campus gym.
My policy is such: if I’m going to/from work and need to quickly do something in public (like pick up a gallon of milk from the store post-call), I’m not
going to make an extra trip home or bring extra clothes for something simple. Otherwise, I want to get the nasty hospital-y stuff off me and slip on some jeans or
something.
Hats off to the
Nrityanjali Academy
who created this video to educate Indians about safer sex, birth control, and preventing the spread of HIV and AIDS in both men
and
women. (via
Best Week Ever
)
I had been planning to write on how amazing it is to deliver babies and such, but I’ve been sick with some nasty virus or something and feel just awful. Fevers,
chills, sweats, enteritis, the works. It’s just fantastic, really. In lieu of anything medical related:
JK Rowling says Dumbledore’s a bit light in the loafers.
