The Life of an Egg

"In every child who is born, under no matter what circumstances, and of no matter what parents, the potentiality of the human race is born again." -J.Agee

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Location: Los Angeles, California

I am addicted to Flamin Hot Cheetos, goat cheese, rainbow sherbet, and hummus. I want to meet Paul Farmer. I can't touch library books because they smell. I have a tattoo of the tree of life on my back. I have a problem with picking at my nails when I'm nervous, stressed out, or bored. I am irrationally proud of being from California. One of my main goals in life is to be a good person. And finally, please don't ask for medical advice, especially if it involves any sort of discharge.

Thursday, April 06, 2006

busy at work and play

This weekend, my bestest friend from high school came to visit me, all the way from the lovely town of Hartford, CT. I love her because she has a guinea pig named Bobo. And she's apparently obsessed with dinosaurs and dinosaur pop-up books.
This is us at the Field Museum. The only other time I've been there is to see Jackie O's dresses, so this was the first time I actually got to meet Sue, the most complete t-rex in the world. She's pretty awesome.

Of course there was the obligatory stop at the giftshop. I have no clue what these glasses are supposed to be but we like being silly. The rest of the weekend was spent shopping, eating, seeing "Urinetown: The Musical" and convincing Susan that no, not all tapas places have to be as traumatic as the one in Spain that time, so many years ago. We didn't know what to order and so we just pointed at something on the menu and to our horror, the guy shaved pieces of a gigantic unidentifiable chunk of meat hanging from the wall and handed us the plate. I thought he was trying to poison us. This was 5 years ago, mind you, when the "mad cow" scare was still going on in Europe. But we had a great meal at Cafe Ba-ba-reeba and hopefully I succeeded in erasing all horrible memories of that real-life Spanish tapas place.

Now that the weekend is over, I've started my peds neuro rotation and it's slowly sucking away at my Life. No, just kidding. I like it and it's scary to say this but, I do like seeing patients again, but I'm a 4th year, and I can't handle being kept hostage until 8pm. I shouldn't be wasting my time "hanging out" at the hospital, like a 3rd yr all over again. I'm not being graded. Who cares? What are they going to do to me? Fail me? Keep me from graduating? ha.

Anyway, so it's been relatively busy. Not that that stops me from enjoying my evenings during the week. My girlfriends and I had a great three-course meal at Thyme Cafe. As Armand pointed out, I don't know if that's such a great deal or not but it felt like it and I really enjoyed my artichoke soup, steak strips with potatoes, and apple cherry tart. Actually, I wasn't crazy about my dessert but everything else was excellent. Maybe next time, I'll get over my moral hesitation and try the rabbit.

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