There were a few things that made me feel like I made the right choice to get up and out of bed:

1)  I saw a kidney bigger than my head in the pathology lab.  No joke.  I mean, I had an idea that a polycystic kidney might be bigger than usual, but I had no idea:

For comparison sake

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If I have children, I want them to read and watch QUALITY crap.  Gone are the days of political commentary of Rocko's Modern Life, social themes of Rugrats and Doug, and the bodacious sweater vest of Mr. Rogers.   I also can also say that I in no way want to sit through The Wiggles (even if they are Australian) or Hannah Montana.  No.  As an aside ( Read more... )

Thanks, Saturday Night Live, for facilitating this awkward text message I received several nights ago:

Mom:  I just googled FLIRJ and I still don't get it.  What's a rim job?

God help us.

I warned my brother of the inevitable also via text message, and my mom was very pissed when he also defaulted with "I'm not really qualified to answer that question ( Read more... )

This weekend, my grandmother's senile roommate at the nursing home referred to me as "that skanky girl" and threatened to beat me if my Nana and I didn't leave the room stat.  I've never heard an octagenarian use the word "skanky", nor has anyone used that adjective to describe me to my face.  The elderly are mighty ballsy.

I came home both Friday ( Read more... )

We had a lecture on all the anti-malarial drugs, one of which being Mefloquinone, the one I took in Africa.  The professor reminded me that good ole' Meflo has side effects that include insomnia, 'bad dreams', psychosis, seizures, etc. etc ( Read more... )

One would think that with more knowledge, I would be better at self-diagnosing my problems.

On the contrary, microbiology has ruined my life.  Now when I scratch my cornea and my eyeball starts to look red, I instantly think:

( Oh shit, it's hemorrhagic fever )

I bought a lovely ivy plant named Gerald, and he now graces the hallway of my apartment.  I also want an herb garden something fierce.  Does this stem from the need to take care of something else besides my beloved cat?  I must be in one of those rare, transient (and, may I say, creepy) maternal stages of my life.

This was followed by a dream where ( Read more... )

I was sitting in Starbucks when the "Tequila" song came on.  I made a mental note of it, and in the privacy of my own apartment two hours later, I did the Pee Wee Herman Tequila Dance.  This should be a pre-exam ritual always and forever, alongside my 8 PM discounted light caramel frappucino and 2 AM Ramen noodles (and I'm going to be a health ( Read more... )

I was driving through the MCV campus to drop off my friend around 12:30 last night - in the heart of downtown city Richmond - and saw something twitch in the road ahead of me, a head lifting up.  I had this fear that it was a squirrel that had already been hit by a car, so I switched out of the lane and tried to prepare myself for the worse.  It ( Read more... )

I'm trying to wade through a book on the long history of the Darfur region and crisis, mainly so that I don't like one of the kids who might as well be wearing this shirt (minus the sarcasm):

What really disturbs me is the comments of some of the facebook groups in support of "Dafur" (I figured misspelling the region would be a good start):
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