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.

Monday, June 21, 2010

a little busy

I hope to get back to regularly or semi-regularly posting again, at some point. It's been a crazy few months, but really, it's been a crazy year. I have this week off as "vacation" then I have two weeks left of being a first-year fellow. I can't wait. It has gone by really quickly, but not quickly enough. I've been traumatized and scarred for life, but I have learned SO much!

How about a recap in pictures of what I've been up to, when I'm not in the hospital...

This was at The Counter where you can basically make your own gourmet burger! Yum. But not as yum as Umami, or even Father's Office.




















This was at the Griddle Cafe in Hollywood where they serve the most ridiculously yummy and ginormous pancakes... I was having leftovers for a week, literally.




















Then I parked my car out on the street in front of our apartment complex for SIX hours when it got side-swiped by a 1800-plumber van... A kind bystander left a note with a partial license plate but we've been unable to crack the case.












My sister graduated from law school and is now furiously studying for the california bar.












My co-fellow, partner-in-crime, and I finally went out for drinks at an awesome bar called Copa D'Oro. It's like a speak-easy but with a great happy hour!













Then we flew to Seattle for a friend's lovely backyard wedding, overlooking Puget Sound. I had about 36 hours in Seattle and of course we had to squeeze in some good food. This was pork belly.