Postpourri

Dang, y'all. I have been so busy/tired these past couple of weeks. The good news is, I'm finished with Pharmacology (and the miniboard? It was not so bad. If I had studied as hard as I should have, it wouldn't have been bad at all.) I'm finished with Genetics (the 2-hour class that thought it was a 6-hour class.) I'm almost finished with Patient Care (I just have to write a freaking page-and-a-half HPI that I've been putting off and putting off, and do my OSCE - my "observed physical exam" - and that one's done.) So basically, I'm finished with my 2nd year, guys. I can't believe it. I may come back and be all philosophical and wax poetic or something after it's all over - after I take a nap, that is. Oh, and there's still the big, gigantonormous, scary and evil monster that is the USMLE Step One (dum-dum-dummmmmMMMMMM), but shhhhhh. I'm pretending it's not real.

Anyway, I was just going through a batch of Pathology/Pathophysiology questions from Kaplan's QBank, in preparation for my Pathology miniboard on Friday. I also had Facebook open in another window, because, well, you know. I'm easily distracted - and the thing about Facebook is that it must be checked every 7 seconds or so, lest someone's life EXPLODE and you don't know until a minute later. Or maybe someone will post PICTURES. Or leave you a COMMENT. Or CHANGE THEIR STATUS. It's just all very urgent, see. If you're not on the Facebook bandwagon, you should jump on. It's great fun, if you like the "keeping up with the lives of people you know" kind of thing.

I had a page of search results open - I was looking for people who graduated from my undergrad university with a biology degree around the time that I did, because I MUST amass more friends, see. And I ran across this guy in my search results, and I had to screencap him and bring it over here, because - in my endless studying, caffeine-drinking, Vicodin-influenced stupor (hey, I have chronic pancreatitis, which hurts like a mo-fo and flares up in times of stress. What do you want me to do?) the picture looked to me like a bride and groom standing in front of an altar, with their backs to the camera. Instead, it's this:

I have [Dr. Cox] coooooo-mmmmm-pleeeeeETE-ly [/Dr. Cox] lost my mind. It's just gone - gone like, well, something else that is long gone. I forgot what else it was that I was going to say was long gone. Probably my vocabulary.

One more thing - I love these Nine West Liatris shoes so very much. When I go to Macy's, I actually go *visit* them. Someone buy them for me? Please?