Good things from the past 7 days:

• Made it through 1st MS interview alive.
  
• They liked me.
  
• I liked them.
  
• The gross anatomy lab wasn't as bad as I feared. It was actually very impressive. The cadavers didn't smell too badly and the buckets of body parts floating in formaldehyde below the tables really had no effect on me. (Yes, that's a good thing, and no, not because I have Hannibal Lecter issues.)
  
• I made all my deadlines for work.
  
• My latest shipment of HBA from Sephora arrived. I can now resume the daily shampooing-conditioning-shaving-lubing ritual I've grown accustomed to.
  
• I am going to have Colony pizza this week and no one can stop me.
  
• My Family Guy seasons 1 & 2 DVDs arrived.
  
• I saw an old friend I hadn't seen in years who was back "home" visiting from California -- we had a great time!
  
• I went to my folks' St. Paddy's Day party and had a great time. The older I get, the "cooler" their friends seem. I had the chance to re-meet many of them as an adult at my sister's wedding last summer, and it turns out I get along with a few of them quite well -- well enough that now they are asking me to go 'hang' with them this weekend.
  
• My BMW kicked ASS in the 47-foot snow drifts I had to plow through! I shall never own another type of vehicle. Ever.
  
• I have some cool trips coming up, including Cape Cod, DC, San Francisco, LA, and possibly Chicago, Phoenix and Paris. All before June.
  
• The L Word was actually worth watching this week.
  

Evil things from the past 7 days:

• There is someplace else that actually gets more snow than southern Connecticut.
  
• I may go to med school there.
  
• I may not.
  
• It's time to have my thyroid growths checked, which means more bloodwork and another ultrasound. Fuck.
  
• I am moderately concerned about it.
  
• Pepe's pizza in New Haven is nowhere near as good as Colony pizza in Stamford. There is NO comparison. I don't care what those damn Yalies think. They're not so smart, anyway.
  
• Lactaid should be a topping choice for pizza.
  
• I thought I left my pancreas at Pink's hot dog stand in LA. Turns out, I was wrong. I found it again this weekend.
  
• It's probably now floating in a bucket of formaldehyde at Yale med school.
  
• I am 3 weeks behind in my medical biochem class. I am starting to panic. I have 2 months to catch up, and although it seems like plenty of time, it really isn't when many of my weekends between now and when I am due to finish are already booked. (see above)
  
• I have to fly for the 10th time in 6 months in a few weeks.
  
• I hate flying.
  
• I have been craving a cigarette for 3 days, and no, it's not a post-coital craving. It's my fucking nerves.
  
  Posted by LA at March 14, 2005 10:18 PM