I love my geek

I'll get to it - I just have to give you some backstory first.

I've been away from the blog for a few days, due to the fact that I woke up in the wee hours of the morning on January 1st and discovered I'd been invited to an exclusive Barf-A-Thon. I realize that's not all that unusual, considering what most people do on New Year's Eve, but I went to CHURCH, for crying out loud. Church! And there is no drinking at church. But somewhere in the days prior, unbeknownst to be, a virus had taken up residence - one that would eventually cause gross spewage from two different orifices. Ack. So that day, I was so dehydrated and weak and tired, I slept for about 18 hours (like a cat) and didn't even feel like sitting up. It was horrible.

The next day, there was no more spewage, and I could sit up for a few minutes, but no prolonged standing. And the NEXT day, I had to start school again. Bleargh. Somehow I managed to get through the morning, although I wished that our seats had barf bags on them like in airplanes, and that afternoon/evening I took two naps, and went to bed early, and I'm STILL tired and weak. Anybody else had this evil GI virus? How long before I feel back to normal? I mean, being tired is a given, because I'm a medical student, but I can't handle being double-tired. I even missed some lectures today, just because I felt like yesterday's garbage. And I really don't like to miss lectures.

So while I was napping and Mom was vacuuming (she's keeping me company and cleaning around the apartment, bless her heart) someone apparently hit my car, which was parked on the street. And the car behind the guilty car saw what happened, and saw the car hit me and drive off, and so he followed her, and got a license number and description of the car, and then came to my apartment building to try to find my car's owner.

I called Scott at the lab to tell him about my poor car, which is now missing a driver's sideview mirror (his truck is missing a passenger sideview mirror) and said, "Now we're twins!"

Him: Well, not twins - mine's missing a passenger side mirror.
Me: Oh. Mirror images, then.
Him: Non-superimposable mirror images.

Hah. I love him.

So I feel horrid, and I want to lie back down, but I had to post that little nugget of geek love. I should be able to rest up over the weekend and will hopefully be back to normal next week. Hopefully.