Pine Nuts and Vodka

Nobody sits
like this rock sits.

You rock, rock.
The rock just sits and is.

You show us how to just sit here,
and that's what we need.

Additionally... nothing completes an all-nighter like chain-smoking, no?

But, sadly, one of my recent patients had some seriously fucked up complications which I believe to be largely due to her incessant smoking, so I cannot light up.

However, I will indulge my love for the devilish smoke by sharing this quotation...

"I like to think of fire held in a man's hand. Fire, a dangerous force, tamed at his fingertips. I often wonder about the hours when a man sits alone, watching the smoke of a cigarette, thinking. I wonder what great things have come from such hours. When a man thinks, there is a spot of fire alive in his mind--and it is proper that he should have the burning point of a cigarette as his one expression."

Today was a most eventful day. I awoke extra early (!!!at 7!!!) because I had to go to the pharmacy before class, and the process of acquiring my medication was entirely unremarkable.

But then! Then, as I was checking out, it caught my eye. The evil, menacing red letters bore against my soul! Despite my solid five minutes of resistance, I eventually succumbed to the temptation of the most delicious combination of chocolate, honey, almond, and nougat known to man. Tears!

The rest of the day was composed of class, waiting around for an hour to meet with someone for a gratifying three minutes, and calling doctors for three hours to try to make a single appointment, which was ultimately unsuccessful and resulted in frequent remarks about the problems in the world on my part.

Now, I am engaging in a most interesting review of intravenous medication. The fact that it shall take many hours of regurgitation to complete this task is peachy and pleasing!

At least I have my choco-friend...

alas, not for long.

Tomorrow, I shall again rise early, this time to take a journey to a discount outlet; fingerprinting will follow.

I don't really feel like writing a corny "about me" deal, so instead I shall list some random things about myself as they come into my head,
...and so begins our exciting and epic journey to find out if I am a Freak Show.

I LOVE:
- Pine nuts
- Vodka (what is terrifically clever blog title?)
- Art (especially local art)
- Various sciences
- My city/community
- Karl Lagerfeld
- Bukowski
- Tolstoy
- Edna St. Vincent Millay
- Virginia Woolf
- ... I am done listing those for now as that might become tedious to read!
- Arrested Development
- Interior decorating
- Gourmet (especially vegetarian and vegan cooking)
- Play-doh
- Tea
- Spa days
- Working in schools where people get shot
- Riding public transportation
- MEN
- MEN
- MEN

Everyone and their brother has a blog these days, and I never really felt a need to create one... until the other day.

To summarize: in one of my courses, there is a rather tragic girl from a very small town - hopefully that description is adequate to convey that she is socially and aesthetically "different." Because we attended a review session together a few weeks ago and she is new to the school, I have been quite friendly to her.

The other day, she was complaining about not having a partner for something, and I told her that though I already had one, I'd be willing to participate twice, if she wanted. So, as I walked away, I overheard her say "well, I'd rather go alone than have it become some sort of freak show."

Actually - I'm sure she phrased it improperly and such, but still, I found it really alarming that someone who is so clearly out of touch would call ME a freak show?

Like what?

So, this is why my blog has begun. I would like to find out if I am truly a freak show. And, I like to write.