Randomness Vol. 1

First off, I am apparently not doing well with my own promise to update this more than once per week. And trust me, it is definitely not because I have been doing work all this time (as will be evident below). Nonetheless, threats of my friends being overcome by boredom at work if I don't update this have twisted my arm into updating more often (which honestly makes me question the productivity of our nation's workforce as well as our children's future considering one of the most vocal readers is an elementary school teacher who does this at work!).

So, this week I decided to take a break from medical stories for a little bit of random observations that have been swirling around my head for the last week or so.

1) I've decided my newest ambition is to end up on Best Week Ever within the next 3 years (or at least on "I Love the '00s" whenever that comes out). Think of it -- Michael Ian Black, Hal Sparks and the like comment on what's going on in pop culture and cut down famous people. I do that now and don't even get paid for it! Plus I feel my ability to exploit the misfortunes of my closest friends for my own personal enjoyment is pretty good practice. Furthermore, most of the people on these shows started out with a popular website as a launching pad. So, do your part to help me by spreading my blog and if possible, pass it along to the execs at VH1 (which by the way has relegated music videos to 1 countdown show a week -- how did VH1 become a pop culture showcase and MTV become soft-core porn for high school students?)

2) MAE's "The Everglow" is officially one of my favorite albums of all time (much thanks to JMS and KK for introducing me to it). Do yourself a favor and download it, steal it, rip it, and love it. And if you don't like it, welcome to the "dead to me" list.

3) In the spirit of Valentine's Day, I'm pretty sure everyone I know is currently in a relationship train wreck. And like all accidents, you don't want to look, but you just can't help yourself. They range from trying to clean a slate of old weird hook-ups, enlisting your friends in group stalking in the hopes of dating someone, being the third corner of a love triangle that rivals most soap stories, dating someone who is slowly drinving you insane, or just being completely alone (and don't even try to kid yourselves, you all know exactly who you are too!). The best part about all these mini-relationship-Katrinas is despite each person's shortcomings, we give each other relationship advice -- AND actually listen to it! Thus we are ensuring ourselves many countless years of blissful disaster. (I would say we need to stop listening to each other, but then you don't get the enjoyment of the ensuing emotional scarring).

4) On the lines of relationships, today not only did I suggest but also I totally made inappropriate jokes about using the morning after pill with one of my friends. Now I'm debating about whether I will actually be going to hell for telling this person that she should "definitely" use it or where and how to get it. Ah, Catholic guilt mixed with advanced medical science knowledge -- its the best way to go. By the way for my promiscuous readers out there, in case you are in need of Plan B but don't want to go to CVS only to have the 45-year old, heavy-set, ultra-Christian employee silently judging you as a whore with her eyes, you can simply take 2 birth control pills, wait 12 hours, and take 2 again. Happy aborting!

5) This weekend I realized that my life has officially reached a new low of boredom/completely nerdiness/procrasinaton. I watched 5 straight hours of an 8 hour documentary on the Presidents on the History Channel. While this may seem bad to start out with, I've actually seen this documentary not once, but yes, twice before. That's right, for a total of about roughly 20 hours of Presidential trivia. Yes, mock at liberty, but I bet I know more about Washington through FDR than you do (yes, my life is very very sad).

6) I've recognized that I spend approximately 60% of my waking hours on Facebook. If you update something on Facebook, I know about it even before it makes the "News Feed." While this is a crippling and quite possibly grade-affecting addiction, I will probably not be stopping anytime soon, for it is the most supreme advancement in stalking technology to date. Fortunately today I realized I am not alone on this one when I noticed while at the med school library, 5 out of 5 future doctors sitting around me were on Facebook as well. Thus setting up 10 years from now having patients wait in the waiting room while your physician checks out that "its complicated" with someone you are seeing and that "Braveheart" was one of your favorite movies.

That's about all I got for now. I definitely feel like there were a few more things I wanted to say, but I can save that for Vol. 2.