I Need the Crash Course

So my first day back reminded me why I didn't go to class last semester. Although educational, it was not impressive. The required small group did the job of showing us how to do a proper female pelvic exam. Yeah, I know you're jealous. I now know how to use the cold metal duck billed instrument of torture (properly referred to as a speculum) and realize that if I can feel someone's uterus or ovaries, there's something wrong. Today is a crap shoot, I've napped and stayed in my pajamas for the most part. It's been cold and rainy and I have avoided going anywhere. I have been reading a bit on virology. I think I'm approaching this last bit of my classroom time like swimming in late may when the water is still too cold. I'm just slowly lowering myself into it even though I know jumping in will really suck for about three seconds. This way I don't want to slit my wrists too early in the new block, whereas if I jumped I'd probably have to get on some xanax or something.

Also, as many people have heard, John Travolta's son died. The authorities say that "seizure" was listed as the cause of death for the kid. Now, realizing that he suffered from Kawasaki's disease, I would have thought heart attack would have been the main cause of death for the kid. Or at least, that's what they taught us in path. He could have had a seizure disorder, but Kawasaki's does NOT cause seizures. Also, as far as I know, people die from the complications of a seizure (such as hitting their head and dying from a massive subdural hematoma or whatever) rather than the seizure itself. But I could be wrong. Although, it all just sounds a bit fishy. But whatever the reason, it's not the public's business anyway. I hope the Travolta family can pull this tragedy.

I did go to the DMV to get my license changed with my new last name. Now I just a few more things to change before I'm done with all the paperwork crap. So it was quite the treat of going this morning and waiting. I will say however that it's not as busy as it used to be, and they remodeled the place and it now has a spiffy waiting room complete with chairs. It wasn't bad, I was in and out in 30 min. So now maybe I can get my credit cards changed. It probably would have been easier to cancel my current cards then open up new accounts. Oh well, it's all just a hassle. And it gets old when people ask for the marriage license or ask if the name change is due to a marriage. The look on their faces when I just say "nope, legal name change" is priceless. They get confused.

well, anything else I would have to say would just be mindless rambling or two sentence statements about somewhat reconciling with my ex roomate and going to the Creepy Ex Boyfriend's apartment and actually having a great time with him and his new roomate (which is not Creepy Ex Boyfriend's cousin...he moved out of that situation finally). I still have 2 christmas presents to get before thursday, and the new (and last) season of scrubs premiers today. Oh yeah, I've been good about keeping up with my crunches. My abs are in a constant state of sore but I can almost tell a difference. at least, I'll keep telling myself that so I keep doing them. Now, if I could just keep food out of my mouth I may be able to show up my sister (who has lost a ton of weight but looks amazing) that skinny bitch. I say that with all the love possible for ... well .... me....

Anyway, keep it real.