I don't go to school with Clay Aiken.

There's a guy in my medical school class that bears an uncanny resemblance to Clay Aiken. And that's a compliment - just trust me, it is. It's like I'm listening to lectures on biochemistry and anatomy with a normal-haired, different-faced Clay Aiken clone who is good in science (and without the million dollars.) I'm pretty sure it's not him, though. For one thing, I've seen him consume both coffee and chocolate without exploding. And also, no one has thrown a single pair of panties at him. Not ONCE.

The following information is only for people who followed Clay Aiken's AI2 run with an embarrassing level of interest, but it's a better description of Dr. Pseudo-Clay.

He looks like Atlanta Clay without the unfortunate hair (and a different face, remember) with a personality from Jaded Journalist interview #1. So there you go. The similiarities amuse me. I'll let y'all know if someone throws panties, or if he bursts out with, "Eaaaaaaassse yourrrrrrrr miiiiiiiiiind!"

In the meantime, please observe this fuzzy picture where no one is identifiable:

And seriously, it really is a complimentary observation. Just look at the insane fanbase that Clay Aiken has built. Pseudo Clay is a super nice guy, too.

Now, I'm supposed to be studying for a big and scary anatomy exam - but SoapNet keeps airing Beverly Hills 90210 episodes. And they are so DRAMATIC! What am I to do? (Don't panic, Dad, I'm just kidding. I'm studying, I'm studying.)