Tests

What is it about my incredibly Type-A personality that seems to render me completely incapable of being satisfied with anything I do? Getting through that mega-block of tests was not only painful, it was humbling and (not gonna lie) just the slightest bit demoralizing. Meanwhile, I appreciate (not!) the comments from professors that we should just “re-evaluate our learning methods” to do better on the next round of exams, because they will not make the questions any easier. Oddly enough, I find it very hard to believe that Student Affairs would allow a whole class to fail a course!

I’m lucky enough to be able to say I’m not failing anything out-right, but there are a couple of courses in which I find myself now on the bubble–that uncomfortable position that means my grade hinges solely on my ability to pick up the slack on the next round of tests. That means I have to have a different method of attack. Crap.

Must spend less time venting (and searching for laser printer toner…freaking nightmare) and more time doing effective studying. Adios!

Starved

Christmas came and went,  and in the family there was a new addition as well as a….subtraction? 12/4/06 I received Winnie for my christmas present–an adorable faun chihuahua bundle of joy. I mean, this dog is ALWAYS happy. Nothing gets her down, which is so unlike myself these days. I’m lonely.  She helps that.

Things are going great at my workplace, I now receive commission as of this week, on the products I sell at my desk. We sell OBAGI (the skin treatment/care product line that is the best in the world and that I happen to be using), SkinMedica, Vanicream, and Kinerase, as well as mineral makeup by Jane Iredale. I recently purchased a Clarisonic MD as well which is supposed to be amazing in terms of skin cleansing.

Did anyone catch Grey’s Anatomy last night? Are they serious? Meredith drowning? Get real. God I love Alex Karev though…totally my type–a hard candy (delicious) shell with a gooey center. I swear I’m not hungry…just ravenous.

Work, Week 3

So today I thought was going to be totally stressful because I’m not completely flying on my own yet, but it actually rocked my socks. I got taken out to a fancy steak lunch, and only had to ask 2 questions to my “trainer”. She’s really sweet, even if how we became acquaintances was a little bit awkward. I’m considering dermatology now as a specialty. Who knows! It’s very lucrative and ideal for a woman who plans to have kids (not saying I will, just saying it’s a possibility…the kids that is).

And now, to leave you with a sweet taste in your mouth, a medical joke.

Five surgeons from big cities are having a few drinks at an airport lounge one day discussing who makes the best patients to operate on. The first surgeon, from New York, says, “I like to see accountants on my operating table, because when you open them up, everything inside is numbered.” The second, from Chicago, responds, “Yeah, but you should try electricians! Everything inside them is color coded.” The third surgeon, from Dallas, says, “No, I really think librarians are the best, everything inside them is in alphabetical order.” The fourth surgeon, from Los Angeles chimes in, “You know, I like construction workers…those guys always understand when you have a few parts left over.” But the fifth surgeon, from Washington DC, shut them all up when he observed, “You’re all wrong. Politicians are the easiest to operate on. There’s no guts, no heart, no balls, no brains and no spine, and the head and the ass are interchangeable.”

Promote…Me?

Yesterday I got called into the conference room by my boss and the credentialing guy. I thought I was in so much trouble and started getting red in the face until she said that it wasn’t anything bad. It turns out, it was really really good! I got promoted after 7 days on the job. Woohoo!

Work Work Work

I just started working at a clinic here in Houston–I won’t say the name, I wouldn’t ever want to be dooced–but so far it’s hard, but worthwhile. Everyone is nice and most get along well. I just really like having that experience in a medical & clinical setting. Yes, I deal with insurance and (some) grumpy patients all day long, but the experience is invaluable. Working full time means I get overtime, and an hour lunch, yippee! And it’s enough to pay the car note & insurance, along with credit card bills, which is all I really need since I’m living at home until I go to medical school. Saving that rent money is going to be SO nice. Let’s not think about the fact that I have to start paying off my student loans soon…:(

Stick It

Stick It (2006) is a movie by the director of Bring It On and I must say, I reallly, really enjoyed this movie. And I watch a lot of movies. I was laughing my butt off, and the humor was just up my alley. Silly, yet delivered completely irreverently (by lead character “Haley”) or at times totally deadpan (by the uber-hilarious Vanessa Lengies, playing “Joanne”). Great music, great plot (though nothing totally surprising, one must admit, but come on–did you expect the same thing from Bring It On?) and great acting. Jeff Bridges is in this one as Coach Vickerman, and he does a great job. Each girl except for one had a stunt double, and many nationally and internationally medaled gymnasts either doubled for girls or performed in the background (with the exception of Maddy, who acted AND performed). All in all a great movie, definitely one I’m buying. Worth your time. 

My Poor Gary

Gary (the name of my ‘04 Honda Civic…don’t ask) got injured last night. At 11:30 PM I backed out of my friend Tracy’s parking garage and swung it out, turning, while I reversed. Unfortunately I failed to register the fact that there was a 12-inch diameter concrete pole adjacent to my back left wheel. So, swinging out like a smug ass, I crunched my left front fender right into that ugly yellow pole. Goddamnit. I don’t get in accidents, in fact, I haven’t had one ever until now, practically. (I say practically because ghetto Mexican hit-and-runs don’t count as my fault.)

In other news, Happy 12th Birthday to my little sister Annika! As Pooh would say, “many happy returns of the day.” Whatever that means. I’m pretty sure it means, “give me more honey, ass.”

Poor Man’s Ferrero Rocher

How to make your own Ferrero Rocher goodness:

1 jar Nutella

1 package Saltine crackers

1 knife

Spread nutella onto a Saltine cracker, and sandwich with another cracker on top. Enjoy. Note: Nutella as it turns out is MADE by the company Ferrero, hence the literally exact-same taste as the upscale Ferrero Rochers at a fraction of the cost. You’re welcome.

September 11th

Five year anniversary. One of the most sorrowful clips on 9/11 I’ve ever seen. It made me cry yesterday morning.

New iPod Tuesday?

Rumors are circulating about the new widescreen iPod video (what is this, 5th or 6th generation?) and whether it will be the big surprise unveiled during the super-secret Apple event on Tuesday. With three siblings’ birthdays in September, each a week apart, they’re frothing at the mouth ever since I told them about this maybe-iPod. I’m curious too, even though I feel like I just bought my black 30GB iPod with video. It’s sweet, even though I want it to be nano-sized, I have 14GB of music so far that I need to store on it, so a nano is out of the question.

 Oh yeah, welcome to my new writing space. I kept an online journal (Live-Diary.com) for about 2-3 years running, and it became pretty popular. Not as popular as my photoblog, 84.NET, but it had its moments. I guess I’m better with pictures than I am with the crap that spills out of my mouth. Or onto my keyboard. Visual—gross.