Girl holding lemonade glass: I like porcupines better than Abraham Lincoln.
Boy who is not a Sox fan: Oh, but come on! Abraham Lincoln freed the slaves!
Archive for June, 2009
An Actual Conversation: Somewhere in Jersey
Posted in Overheard on 29 June 2009 | Leave a Comment »
First Day
Posted in Clinicals, Growing, School on 29 June 2009 | Leave a Comment »
The first Monday morning. I am awake more than early enough, just a little nervous. The hospital is just a short walk from the apartment so there should be no worries about being late. I know where the room is, deep in the basement, around three corners, past one corridor of laundry carts taller than [...]
Overheard: Somewhere in New York
Posted in Overheard on 26 June 2009 | Leave a Comment »
Pensive man: Henry Rollins bothers me on a very deep level.
Words of Wisdom – Forward
Posted in Growing, Small Moments, Thankfulness, tagged Small Moments on 21 June 2009 | Leave a Comment »
Three days until the move. I am essentially packed. Well, if you count having everything stacked in the front hallway as packed, then I’m ready to go.
I am leaving so many things behind. In lab the other day I was feeling sad over this when a classmate laughed, “You know what you [...]
Overheard: At the Resale Shop
Posted in Overheard, tagged Eavesdropping, Overheard, Peter Tork on 16 June 2009 | Leave a Comment »
Customer: I wonder what size pants Peter Tork wears.
Better When Less Medicated (and why can’t we just call it “H” ?)
Posted in School, tagged School on 8 June 2009 | Leave a Comment »
Instead of spring allergies/laryngitis I have strep. It is just the way I remember it from elementary school – painful.
This is making it difficult to learn the things I am supposed to be learning in Immunohematology. (Yes, a eight syllable word for blood-banking.) Tonight, I’m looking at four different nomenclature systems for the same set [...]
Checks and Balances
Posted in Growing, Small Moments on 7 June 2009 | Leave a Comment »
Every year, on this night, I spend time being uncomfortable. Remembering things I would rather put aside. Is it wrong of me to be comforted because I know that tonight, that this year at least, I am not uncomfortable alone? I want there to be a year when I don’t even notice. Maybe soon.
Out of Context
Posted in Uncategorized on 5 June 2009 | Leave a Comment »
This lyric is beautiful:
I will wait for you
I’d make room for you
I’d sail ships for you
To be close to you
(Crush – Doug Erickson, Shirley Manson, Steve Marker, Butch Vig)
