Baltimore's Baby

Foxy Tom

2008-03-10T03:15:15Z

Today is the second anniversary of the death of Tom Fox.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tom_Fox

I stood up at the rise of Meeting today and said that I had been thinking about him. I told them I was thinking about what he wrote in his blog when Margaret Hassan was killed. He wrote he had visions of a sea of candles in the darkness, and when one was snuffed out, other candles shone more brightly to light up the darkness it had left. I talked about the burden and joy of trying to fill that space, of having something like that to aspire to.

Afterwards, a whole bunch of people came over to me to talk about Tom. One man said he had never met Tom, but that he used to teach First Day school in Vermont, and they had read all about him and read his blog and that the high school kids in his class were very affected by Tom and his death. It was…good to know someone else was thinking about him, too. It is good to know I’m not the only one struggling to illuminate this darkness.

Another person suggested I join the Peace Committee. Ah, Quakers, how I’ve missed you.

life update

2008-03-08T08:08:24Z

Ok, let’s try this again, journal-thing. It’s been too long.

So, what the hell have I been doing?

Let’s see. I started medical school and I survived my first semester. I live with Dana and it works out really well. I love her like crazy. I have a close group of friends. After struggling with the distance for a long time, Matt and I broke up. I know most people didn't know we were even dating, I know it is hard to keep up with, but the current status is not dating. Anyway, I feel pretty good about it. I'm really enjoying being single.

Mainly, everything is groovy except I’m just not as good at medical school as I had hoped I would be. In fact, today I had to meet with the dean because I failed my physiology midterm. Last semester I failed my anatomy midterm. I’m tired of this. I really am. I am ready to be good at this. And I think I will be. And to be good at it, I think it is time to go to bed. Goodnight, kids.

I was in no way prepared.

2007-08-30T04:20:21Z

So guys, I know it's been a while. I just wanted to check in to tell you that medical school is weird. First of all it's really hard and crazy stressful and I'm surrounded by really straight-laced type A personalities all the time instead of the cross-dressing drama kids / Quakers that I am used to. So it's been a big adjustment.

And today, I sawed and chiseled open a dead man's skull. I touched his brain. It was squishy, kind of like you might imagine.

Femininity and Consumerism

2007-04-12T04:13:58Z

So, I was watching a little TV today, and I saw this Kohl's ad that made me sad. Basically, these female models danced around a field in dresses while a voice-over said, "Fashion isn't extravagance, it's how you express yourself." And then another female voice chimed in, "there is no such thing as too many handbags, it's mathematically impossible." And another; "when I wear something I love, I feel transformed."

There are so many rants here I don't even know where to begin.

Sex Makes Us Stupid

2007-03-18T04:15:54Z

So, I was just looking through random blogs, trying to find ones to add to my list of blogs to read every day. (Apparently, I need to waste more time.)

Anyway, I came across one page featuring an interesting photo of a woman with dark brown hair and huge breasts. Usually I'm not so into huge breasts, they sort of intimidate me. But these were remarkably appealing, and the photo was kind of artsy. So I read her profile.

"I VERY VERY LIKE ORALGOOD ORAL.ANALL TOO.MANY SEXES!!!!!!!i like really sex and sex!!"

Is that even English? I mean, even if you just want to blurt out your preference for oral and anal sex, can't you at least use the correct number of exclamation points? Can you at least standardize your capitalization?

Maybe I'm the only one who thinks correct punctuation is hot.

This Week

2007-03-17T02:03:35Z

1. The pre-school is a lot less structured than I had imagined. First, this week, I only had my two regulars for the full day, and then a third child for scattered hours on a few days. This actually put a cramp in our style, because it means I can't take them on all-day field trips on days on those days.

2. I nixed the camping trip. It was supposed to rain, and I realized I'm not quite that insane. It turned out to be lovely, but whatever. I will definitely take them when it gets a tad bit warmer.

3. My mom was out of town in Colorado this week. The kids' mom has been out of town in London. It's been very bachelor-esque around here.

4. I feel like utter shit. I've been feeling really tired and punky for about 6 weeks now, and I've had this terrible headache for at least 4 weeks straight.

5. On Wednesday, I fainted. Yep, just like a Victorian damsel. I was babysitting 4 kids at the time. Thank god Noah happened to be there. It felt really strange. I hope it was just a good old vasovagal syncope, not something having to do with the brain tumor or the heart defect potentially caused by the medicine I took for the brain tumor. I'm going to go get my head CAT scanned tomorrow.

6. I decided I will probably not be contributing genetically to any children, at least not on purpose. There's really no reason to inflict these genes on another generation. If I decide I want to have kids, I'll adopt. This also takes some of the biological clock pressure off. Good.

7. I experienced total laundry failure. I hung things up outside to dry because it was so warm, then I didn't get around to taking them down as soon as I should have. Then it rained/snowed - the clothes got so heavy that the line broke. Now they are frozen into the mud in my yard and the dog has been walking all over them. I rule.

8. I was rejected by Duke. Even though I'm pretty sure that was my first choice, I'm not that upset about it. The more I think about the future, the more I see myself in Philly at Jefferson. I say this without having done the compare and contrast chart and whatnot, it's just my gut feeling. Now, do I take advantage of their sweet on-campus housing? Or do I live off campus for the cat? Hmmm

cobaltanaphase @ 2007-03-07T18:15:00

2007-03-07T23:15:53Z

Ugh. Today I had Jury Duty. I didn't realize there was boredom this......soul-sucking. It's like waiting in an airport, but worse because you're not going anyplace exciting.

So, I got up early, showered, dressed, fed the pets, and trudged through the snow (all 1.5 inches of it) to the bus stop. Then I got on a bus crowded with people with poor personal hygiene. The bus rattled and shook its way downtown. I got off the bus, trudged to the court house. Was herded through "security" and then into the potential juror room, which was crowded with people with poor personal hygiene. And waited. It was hot. Did I mention the people had poor personal hygiene?

Finally, towards the end of the day, I got called to a court room. Luckily, I was dismissed because I explained that I am starting my own preschool, um, tomorrow.

I did get plenty of time to go through my Idiot's Guide to Teaching Preschool book and make up a lesson plan for next week. I use the term "lesson plan" very loosely. Our weekly theme is going to be camping. And, maybe, if I really am completely insane, I will take them camping. That sounds like a nice simple activity to ease myself into this. Just taking a quick four hour drive to camp in the snow with a handful of four and five-year-olds. Oh, and my sister and her college friends who are on spring break. Nothing can go wrong.

Hello!

2007-03-06T15:55:11Z

Hi there, wide wonderful world of Livejournal! I just thought I would stop by and let you all know that I am not, in fact, dead.

Here's what you've missed in the past 3 months:

1. My post-travel let down really sank in.

2. I got a job at Starbucks, worked there for a while, and then quit. And then, during the "two-week's-notice" portion of the experience, was fired. I guess Starbucks was all like, "You can't break up with me, I'm breaking up with you!" Anyway, I think I got out in the nick of time, with parts of my soul still intact. I'm hoping those dreams about thousands of sugar-free vanilla lattes and hormonal housewives who ordered them will stop soon. On the plus side, I made one friend who I think I will actually keep in touch with.

3. Christmas happened. It was a good time. I got some money that I squirreled away for my next plane ticket.

4. Matt and I got back together and then broke up again. I think that makes.....20. We're awesome.

5. I was adopted by a totally adorable kitten. He just happens to be blind. And expensive. As we speak (or as I type, rather) he is at the vet getting his adorable little testes snipped. Cha-ching.

6. I applied for the Peace Corps, interviewed for the Peace Corps, and was nominated for a health assignment in Africa leaving in June. I'm still thinking about it because.....

7. I got into 3 medical schools: University of Virginia (Charlottesville, VA), Jefferson University (Philadelphia, PA), and University of Maryland (Baltimore, Maryland). Awesome. I'm still waiting to hear from Duke, and I have another interview coming up at Drexel.

8. I started a new job as a substitute teacher, and so far it is going pretty well. But it might not matter because....

9. The family that I've been nannying for since forever has a little crisis. The boy's nursery school has been going through some rough times. First the boiler broke, so they moved from the church where they were to the school across the street. Then someone ( a crazy parent) reported them to the board of ed for having pre-school in an unapproved place. So the school got emergency inspectors to come out and grant them a temporary license. The boiler was still not fixed, they got the temporary license extended. Now the crazy parent files a complaint with the board of ed alleging that another 4 year old touched her 4 year old inappropriately over her clothes. Statements are taken, a report is filed. Meanwhile, they learn when the boiler is eventually replaced, they will have to get the old classrooms in the church reinspected and re-licensed. Boiler is still not fixed, extended license runs out, crazy parent threatens to sue, old classroom will not pass inspection because it has been overrun by rats and mice while they were gone. So, it looks like I may be teaching an unofficial pre-school. Any early childhood education majors in the readership? Advice?

10. My car, the wonderful Badger, also known as Gay Lightening, has been put out to pasture. She developed an exhaust leak (her new nickname is "Rolling Suicide Machine") that would cost more than the car is worth to fix. Le sigh. And my parents, being the awesome hippies that they are decided to buy a diesel vehicle (on the internet) and join the Baltimore Biodiesel Cooperative. It's going to be my job to steal used fry oil from restaurants.

Lyrics are like cheating!

2006-11-25T04:41:17Z

Enough of Me - Melissa Etheridge

We were all wounded in some domestic war
I found you to settle my score
You looked like father
You felt like mother
My mind told my heart
There is no other

And I gave you my soul
And every ounce of control
I gave you my skin
And my original sin
I gave you my pride and my side
oh my pride

Ain't that enough
I turned your dreams into lightning
Ain't that enough
I held the world back for you
Ain't that enough
I loved you past the point of dying
Ain't that enough of me for you

I was so sure one and one gave you one
My noisy love is coming undone
Now you leave like father
Disappointed like mother
And I know in my heart
There is no other

And I gave you my soul
And every ounce of control
And I gave you my shame
And my eternal flame
And I gave you my need and my seed Oh my need

Why can't you hold on

I've got something to tell you...

2006-11-21T15:31:27Z

Look, everybody, I'm tired of hiding. I'm tired of pretending to be something that I'm not. It's time for me to come out of the closet.

I am a mammal.

There, I said it. I know a lot of you probably suspected, because I haven't always done a good job of hiding it. But I'm tired of hiding it at all. I just want to be myself.

There are a few things about being a mammal that I want you all to know:

1. Mammals have hair. Aside from my head, hair also grows on my legs, armpits, pubic region, and in that little space between my eyebrows. Can we still be friends?

2. Mammals nurse their young. This means I have breasts, with nipples on them. Sometimes when it's cold, my nipples get hard. Say hi to them next time they peek out, because I'm not trying to conceal this fact any longer.

3. Female mammals have a menstrual cycle. About 1/4 of my life, I have a wad of cotton shoved up my cooter. These wads of cotton are no longer a secret.

That is all. I hope you all will accept me for who I am.

The First 10 Things I will do when I am Mayor of Baltimore.

2006-11-20T19:02:52Z

1. Plan and implement a peaceful takeover of Baltimore County so that the city actually has some tax revenue.

2. Create a functional public transportation system run entirely on bio-fuels, including trains, metro, lightrail, and busses that run frequently and reliably 24 hours a day from places where people are to places they want to go, with ample parking at all stations.

3. Bomb North Avenue and start the public school system over from scratch. All public schools will be charter schools where students are treated like students, not budding criminals. All middle school curriculums will include comprehensive scientific sexual education designed to educate rather than terrify. There will be no mandatory benchmark tests for these schools, but if someone even suggests not teaching evolution, they will be shot.

4. Fully fund drug treatment centers.

5. Decriminalize drugs.

6. House, feed, and employ the homeless.

7. Demolish all abandoned buildings and create public parks and community gardens.

8. Replace all outdated sewage and water-treatment infrastructure.

9. Ban smoking in all buildings; outlaw smoking in the proximity of children or the elderly.

10. Halt suburban sprawl by outlawing further horizontal development.

cobaltanaphase @ 2006-11-14T15:00:00

2006-11-14T15:00:40Z

"As of the date of this application, do you have other financial obligations aside from student loans (including, but not limited to, a mortgage, credit card debt, taxes, car loan, alimony, child support)?"

No. Thank God.

Ok, so it's been a while. Let's just say this: Chile renewed my love of life. Mexico renewed my love of justice. The above question is from the Peace Corps application.

Hmmmmmm

2006-10-11T16:19:10Z

I just realized that I do not remember how to conjugate a verb in the past tense in Spanish. I certainly hope that I am able to "live in the moment" for three weeks.

No recuerdo como conjugar un verbo en el tenso pasado en espanol(am I making this up? Is that real?) Espero que puedo vivir en el momento por tres semanas.

T-6 hours

2006-10-11T13:46:43Z

So, I'm leaving for Chile in about 6 hours. I am really excited and a wee bit terrified (mostly of the flying).

It's going to be awesome though. I am all packed up, and I am only taking 2 electronic devices. One is a tiny portable alarm clock. The other is my digital camera. No mp3 player, no computer, NO CELL PHONE! It's going to be like being on Lost. Actually, I'm pretty excited about being away from technology. I mean, I love you, Internet, but I feel like I could benefit from some time apart. I need a break to work on some personal issues. I hope you understand.

So guys, this is it, I will be back the 29th. And lets not kid ourselves, the Internet and I are going to get back together, we always do. So you all can see pictures on facebook when I return.

I'm also looking forward to this trip because I've been having a bit of a....what was it called in Joe's play? Oh right, a "crisis of faith." I've been feeling really spiritually unconnected to anything, which is very unusual for me. I'm hoping that maybe doing this, going someplace new, shaking things up, helping others and hearing new perspectives will help me feel connected again.

I've been reading "The Theology of the Hammer," a book by one of the founders of Habitat, and it's a little (ok a lot) more Christian than I am used to, but I am struck by how good it would feel to believe that stuff if I could. I felt kind of the same way when I went to Methodist church a bit ago. All the people seemed really happy and fulfilled. I was thinking, "this Jesus guy must be pretty good." But I just couldn't GET it, you know? Not on an intellectual level, not on an emotional level, not on a spiritual level. Nothing. Which doesn't mean I don't think it's real for them, it just wasn't working for me at all. I'm not saying I'm going to Chile to find Jesus or anything, because chances are good that I will never really believe in Jesus beyond, "he was a good guy." And I don't really want to. But the feeling of connectedness to something larger than myself - that I miss.

I'm going to miss you all! Take care!

Life at Home is Rarely Dull

2006-10-09T01:53:29Z

"Yeah, I was on a real transvestite kick for a while there." - Mom

Me: Man, google knows what kind of camera I used to take this picture. Google knows everything.
Mom: I bet they know that I'm not eating underwear right now.
Dad: Probably.

Mom [watching TV]: Sometimes I feel like I'm visiting another planet.
Me: You mean when you watch TV?
Mom: ...yeah...

southern hemisphere, here I come

2006-10-06T11:18:28Z

So, I leave for Chile in less than a week. October 11th to be precise. Whee! I still have about a million things to do to get ready. Oh, and I have to finish applying to Duke before I leave. And when I get home, on October 29th, there should be a letter from UVA in my mailbox. I'm going to try to forget about that until I get home. While I'm there I just need to think about learning Spanish and building houses. Awesome.

And now for something completely different: Last night I had a dream that my mom was trying to make kiddie porn. I think it also involved a golden retriever. WTF? Never watch Without a Trace before going to sleep.

Stumped

2006-09-22T23:23:41Z

So, I've been rating things at http://bestthing.info it's this site that is trying to find THE BEST THING EVER by popular vote. And I have a lot of opinions. You know, strong ones. So I thought I would help out. I've been happily comparing things like "true love" and "spelling grammar correctly" for .... a while. And then - it stumped me.

Which is better: sharks with laser beams attached to their heads or marsupials?

Dude - I DON'T KNOW. Some questions in this universe are perhaps not meant to be answered.

Five Whole Years

2006-09-12T03:49:21Z

So, today's date made me think - not really so much about war and terrorism and loss, but about time. Five years ago, I was a senior in high school, I was seventeen years old. I don't think I had much hair.

Really, not so much has changed. Then I was...living with my parents; now I am....living with my parents. Then I was.....recovering from the messy end of a relationship. Now I am.....recovering from the messy end (or middle, or whatever) of a relationship. Then I was gearing up for the next big step in my education; now I am.....again gearing up for the next big step in my education. In 2001, I spent the evening standing with Quakers holding signs. In 2006, I spent the evening standing with Quakers holding signs. (Hey, we have a limited number of ways to react.)

But more than all that, I was basically the same person I am right now. I could do basically all the things I can do now. I now hold two fairly useless pieces of paper that I didn't before. I think I've learned some important lessons of the heart and all that, but none of them have changed the fundamentals of who I am. I didn't discover God or rearrange my system of ethics. I feel basically the same. And then, during the sign-holding, I looked down at Ethan and PJ. Holy shit! They didn't even exist on September 11, 2001. Little Ethan wasn't born until October 12.

Time flies. Unless you're busy growing from a fetus into a person who can walk and talk and dribble a soccer ball and shoot a basket and say fourteen words in spanish and shout "Yeah, Baby!" after a great jump off the side of the pool. Then five years seems like forever.

Gym

2006-09-07T02:54:10Z

My mom got us a family gym membership as part of my birthday present. It started on tuesday, and I've been twice. The gym is awesome for the following reasons:

1. Being antisocial is expected - you put on your Ipod and don't talk to anyone. But you're all together in a way, doing your thing. It's like you've finally reached that stage in a relationship where you can be in the room together doing separate things and not talking, but in a good way, not in a stony silence way. It's like that, but with 25 other people, and without the messy dating part.

2. My Ipod is awesome. It used to be Casey's and I never took her music off. I just put the thing on "shuffle all songs" and let her rip. It's not the same music I have heard over and over, so it keeps me interested. Casey has some craaaazy stuff. Also, I like Dane Cook to talk to me while I cross-train.

3. Even with the interesting music, exercising provides much needed space-out time. I actually THINK about things. Normally, I am either at work, where small children yammer at me ("and then, my aliens came out of the helicopter and fought the other aliens and then the other aliens turned into lions and my aliens took them to the zoo in Africa. I went to Africa and I saw the penguins and my aliens wanted to be penguins and-"), or at home, where my family yammers at me. It's amazing to have some space inside my own head. I found myself planning my essays, digesting the book I'm reading, ruminating on NPR stories, and even wondering if capital-T Truth exists.

4. In addition to thinking Deep Thoughts, I also like to fantasize while exercising. I feel like part of a training montage - I imagine I am training for some sort of battle, or I am rehabbing from a debilitating injury that I suffered while....rescuing orphans from rising flood waters. Or I am fighting my way back to the top of my game after chemotherapy. Actually, my fitness level is about that of an athlete who has recently undergone chemotherapy. Let's just say, there's one machine I don't even select ANY weight, and I can still only do 10 reps. But in the movie version, they'll just splice that moment into the montage for about 1 second, and by the end of the 3 minute song I will be doing the entire stack, proving that I am...I don't know, strong enough to be a contender in the Quaker Games. Anyway, I like watching my shadow in the glass in front of me, I can see my pigtails bouncing up and down.

5. Showering after going to the gym means I don't have to shower in the morning, which means I can sleep longer.

6. The shower at the gym is cleaner than the one at home.

7. Showering in a public bathroom feels a bit like middle hall, except no one is playing guitar.

8. Endorphins make me less of a SUPER-MEGA-BITCH. Oh yeah, did I mention that I have recently morphed into SUPER-MEGA-BITCH? Because I have. So, if I am covering in a glistening layer of sweat, you know I am safe (if stinky) to talk to.

Giant Tupperware of DOOOM!!!

2006-09-04T03:20:46Z

I bought one of those giant Tupperware things at Walmart. (I know, ew, Walmart.) I just loaded it with 21 years of my life. Fifty-five gallons worth of nostalgia. Artwork from preschool, middle school love-letters, my Quake notebook. All of it. I got the lid to fit, and I slid it under my bed. There, now the past is all wrapped up in a neat package and I can just take it out whenever I want. As soon as the rest of my room is clean, I will be ready for the future.

Jaki and Shawn came over today. Yay Jaki and Shawn! They were all dressed up because they were coming from church; it was freaky because they looked like real grownups. They both even have real jobs now too. I’m still wearing wife-beaters and …babysitting. Sweet. I did just put in my application to be a substitute teacher, which is a decent job with zero commitment. See they call you each morning and ask if you want to work, and you just press 1 for yes and 2 for no. Either way they’ll still call you the next day. I think the relationship equivalent of this set-up would be ideal. You know, not for me, but for those mythical commitment-phobic men I keep hearing about on TV.

What am I even talking about?

Goodnight, friends.

cobaltanaphase @ 2006-09-02T23:50:00

2006-09-03T03:59:36Z

When Facebook makes you depressed, you know you're having a bad day. Oh shit, I just realized that I'm the insane one.

Ok, I'm going to try to say something less obtuse. Um...Matt and I broke up again, I guess. Half of me is taking it seriously and the other half knows how this turns out. But you know, what if it doesn't? My overwhelming lack of desire to hook up with other people is really keeping me from enjoying this. About once a day, some little voice in my head goes, "you could try dating girls again," and then it is beaten down by the other voices who know better.

My fingers smell like onions because I cut up onions while making chicken curry today. It didn't turn out as well as I'd hoped - the chicken was a little tough. Not dry, just not melting and delicious the way real Indian food is. I suck at cooking. I also suck at doing the dishes. Whatever, I'm home alone.

Tomorrow I think I will get up early and do the dishes and then I will go for a long walk someplace by myself. Well, with Jasper, because it would be silly to go for a walk and not take Jasper. But I feel like I need solitude of a variety I can't get in my house, even when home alone. I want solitude, but all I can seem to find is loneliness.

Blughhh

2006-09-01T02:47:54Z

So, I am still alive. I miss school, I wish I were there. I wish I had a job or travel plans lined up. I wish someone was online. I kind of wish my friends weren't having so much fun without me. I wish ALL my med school applications were done. I wish I had....direction in my life. I just want to go back to Middle Hall. Oh well, I will be there soon, and maybe I just won't ever leave. Maybe I can shuffle between David/Adam's room and Liam's room often enough that I won't piss anyone off too badly and I can stay there forever. Or until I go to Chile.

OMG! a survey because you all, like, care!

2006-07-11T05:23:20Z

TEN EMOTIONS.
1. are you missing someone right now?: sure
2. are you happy: Yyep
3. are you talking to anyone right now: Mikey and DG
4. are you bored: No, getting a little sleepy though.
5. are you german: It's possible.
6. are you irish: about 1/4, I gather
7. are you french: Probably
8. are you Italian: I'm guessing not
9. are your parents still married: Yes.
10. do you like someone right now: Oooh, yes. I have a crush on every boy.

TEN FAVORITES
1. televison show: House, SVU, CSI, Scrubs
2. flower: Purple irises
3. color: purple.
4. sport: Soccer.
5. mall: Annapolis is awesome, for a mall
6. music: Death Cab.
7. food: Pineapple Pizza.
8. season: all of them.
9. animal: Jasper. oh, in general? Otters.
10. state: Arizona.

TEN FACTS.
1. hometown: Baltimore, hon
2. hair color: Brown.
4. hair style: pigtails, mostly
6. shoe size: giant moose-sized.
7. mood: sleepy.
8. orientation: bisexual
9. available?: No
10. lefty/righty: Right......handed...

TEN THINGS ABOUT YOUR LOVE LIFE.
1. have you ever been in love? Yes
2. do you believe in love? Yes.
3. why did your last relationship fail? I think he went back to his wife.
4. have you ever been heartbroken? Of course.
5. have you ever broken someone's heart? um, maybe
6. have you ever fallen for your best friend? ha ha ha ha
7. have you ever liked someone but never told them? once or twice.
8. are you afraid of commitment? if by afraid you mean deeply terrified.
9. has someone ever kissed your hand? Yep.
10. have you ever had a secret admirer? I got a wink on match.com, is that the same?

TEN THINGS: THIS OR THAT.
1. love or lust: Lust, the underdog.
2. hard liquor or beer: cheap, cheap beer. no, really, the beer should be cheaper than water.
3. night or day: Day, specifically morning
4. one night stands or relationships: ha ha ha. no comment.
5. television or internet: Internets.
6. pepsi or coke: I don't care
7. wild night out or romantic night in: wild night in.
8. colored pictures or black and white pictures: colored, usually.
9. phone or in person: Person.
10. aim or myspace: AIM.

TEN HAVE Y0U EVER.
1. have you ever been caught sneaking out: nope
2. have you ever skinny dipped: it is my recreation of choice.
3. have you ever done something you regret: of course
4. have you ever bungee jumped: No.
5. have you ever been on a house boat: many other boats yes, a house-boat no.
6. have you ever finished an entire jaw breaker: yeah.....is that unusual?
7. have you ever wanted someone so badly it hurt: Of course, that's how you know you're alive.
9. have you ever danced in the rain? Danced, run, whirled about in circles, kissed. It was all quite lovely.
10. have you ever had a hang over?: Yeah, dude. That one time at Joe's..... House of Yes load in was also pretty rough.

Done

2006-07-07T23:35:49Z

My primary med school application is done. *collapses into a heap*

cobaltanaphase @ 2006-07-07T02:49:00

2006-07-07T06:51:51Z

You know when they write star trek scripts, the story writers just write [tech], and the tech writers come along behind them and fill in something that sounds scientific. I need to be able to write [transition] and have someone just magically fill it in for me. My essay sounds like a shopping list. But, for the love of all that is holy, it will be done tonight.