Once More Unto the Breach

I was a diligent studier during my outpatient month; I've got my pediatrics questions from the UWorld squared away. High averages on those puppies, by the way. Very demoralizing. Anyway, if you know to give vitamin A for rubella, there's two free ones for you right there. Congratulations.

But now I'm going to have to start waking up again. Inpatient starts at 6am in some undisclosed location. These next few weeks are going to get rather dark - hopefully I'll manage to see some sunlight out a window or something.


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Thankful for Bickering

...Because political cartoons are black and white, that's why!

My apartment is politically savvy. That is to say, we enjoy sitting around, watching a DVR'd debate, screaming things at each other. The back and forth usually lasts about 30 seconds before the "baby killers" and "fascists" come out, at which point we calmly begin listening to the candidates again.

This year, however, has brought us like 2 debates a week. I think they have another 45 scheduled in December (including a Boxing Day Blowout of 5 consecutive debates, and Newt Gingrich doing 3 additional consecutive "Lincoln-Douglass Style" debates with people that don't know they're debating him yet). It's a lot. And the positions really don't change too much - so at this point, we're pretty much just doing dress rehearsals for Rick Perry to remember his entire name and which state he was governor of.

Ugh. Bring it home. I'm thankful for free speech, I guess?


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5 Minute Drill

In my apartment, 'occupy' jokes have become the 'yo mama' of the past week and a half or so. This exact moment is the apex, where they are 1) plentiful, 2) relevant, and 3) the concept hasn't yet been driven into the ground. Anyway, I sat down for 5 minutes and the above is what I came up with. Given another hour, I could have probably pounded out 50 more without a problem. It's an easy format to use. You just need a thing that is more or less compared to some other thing. Comedy gold.

For example, for my impending 26th birthday, I'm getting myself health insurance. It's the gift a 26 year old gives himself because he has to. In any case, the lady who does that sort of thing evidently does not work Fridays. 20% of the weekdays are 90% of the vacation days taken. #occupylazyinsuranceladysoffice

Eh. Nevermind. It's not funny anymore.


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Careful Scheduling

Since July, I have not had more than two consecutive days off. In fact, two day stretches of days off have been somewhat rare, statistically, though there have been more lately.

I have now worked my schedule to allow the following:
-3 day weekend
-1 day on
-1 day off
-1 day on
-5 day weekend

Whooooo!

That is all.


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Outgunned

My roommates and I have been playing MW3. I am good at a lot of things, but the new generation of video game playing kids has completely eclipsed my abilities in the first person shooter genre. Back in my day, we had auto-aim, and we just used one stick to control James Bond as he ran around environments with big polygons. But now, these kids find you on line and quick-scope headshots on your head. Or something.

They're quite good at playing the game.

So anyway, I play the multiplayer because it's there, and I like to unlock things and get better at things that I'm not good at. But there is a steep learning curve here. I feel like Jonah Hill...

See also: Vet & Noob


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Incremental Improvements

I am not what you would call 'good' at art. But I try, because it's fun to do. Furthermore, I don't see it as an entirely useless skill. Sometimes, for example, I would like to be able to draw a thing in which a thing goes behind another thing without the whole thing getting all befuddled and criss-crossy. That's the goal, anyway.

At some point, it must have been cool to say that oneself is terrible at drawing. I suspect this happens at about the same time that we all start saying that we are horrible procrastinators. Get some original weaknesses people. Just once, I'd like to hear someone say that they are terrible at hygiene and that their biggest weakness is heroin.

And then I would get farther away from that person.

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Professional Appearance

A lot of pediatricians don't wear the white coat. As someone who once threw up into the pocket of a pediatric dentist's white coat, I can see why. Other reasons include the fact that white coats ostensibly frighten children - I imagine because of bad experiences with barbers and butchers.

I miss the pockets, but I appreciate the sentiment. You just have to be careful not to go too far the wrong way.


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Closing

All done with surgery!

This is based on a true story. 'Based on' meaning that one time I was in a room with two other people, and I was thinking to myself some alternate lyrics for 'Closing Time'.

What ever happened to Semisonic, anyway? Whenever I think of these one hit wonder bands, I think of how funny it would be to act as though you expected to have your love for some obscure, defeated band be reciprocated by this new acquaintence. "Man, I'm so excited for the big Blind Melon concert that's coming up. Aren't they great? You wanna come with me? Big T-shirt swap at my place later, you should come!"


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