DREW!!!! this one is for you buddy!

Blue moon keg here we come! The horrible Infectious Disease test is over...no test for one week and we are gonna drink like fishies! YEAAAA! And yes, blue moon kegs are expensive but we are practicing in order to fit into our medical profession lifestyle! J/K we like good beer!

a small positive chance...

A good friend shared a great piece of wisdom with me last night over coffee which kept me up until 4 am. He said, "you should always take small positive chances; cause they will never be life threatening just potentially life altering..." I am curious about his most recent small positive chance; he doesn't seem like the sort of person that takes any chances. He is so calculated, or as I told him a square with the occasionally bump. Very intrigued am I!

disgruntled student alert!

I have been at school more this week than anytime in recent memory. Studying my ass off for a test that is very important to my pharmacy success. I am starving, sleep derived, unkept, and annoyed. My eyes and brain are no longer connecting; there is no synapse firing occuring. I am having dreams about C.diff and how to treat the "new" strain that contains the binary toxin. Riveting huh? I have 4 tests next week; don't want to take those. But then off to San Fran to hang out with a bunch of pharmacists, what could be funner. I am leaving school now, going to happy hour at Blackwoods. It seems that a steady stream of socializing is the only way to keep me from losing my mind completely. Last night it was a kegger in a blizzard. That was fun except I slept on the smallest couch possible, called people I shouldn't have, made an ass of myself to the same friend and was the only third year girl there. But hey, those first years are a fun bunch!

Oooo....these are good!

Instructions For Life from the Dalai Lama (2005)

1. Take into account that great love and great achievements involve great risk.
2. When you lose, don't lose the lesson.
3. Follow the three "R's"
respect for self
respect for others
responsibility for all your actions
4. Spend some time alone every day.
5. Open your arms to change, but don't let go of your values.
6. Remember that silence is sometimes the best answer.
7. Live a good and honorable life; then, when you are old, you'll be able to enjoy it again.
8. A loving atmosphere in your home is the foundation for life.
9. In disagreements with those you love, deal only with the current situation. Don't bring up the past.
10. Share your knowledge.
11. Be gentle with the earth.
12. Once every year, go someplace you have never been before.

this is my subconcious???

My inner self says this to my outer self!!!

fog...

its foggy. fuzzy. flying emotions. no words to explain. no words to find. tongue-tied.

we are strangers. no words between us. you and i hold onto fog. what are we searching for?

comfort. a laugh. kind words. awkward moments. passing glances. glancing kisses.

inability to self-sustain. runaway from what i thought i wanted. searching for a needle. never to be found. it is lost in the fog. the fog of my mind.

my mind is detrimental. mouth of falling words. quick emotions. slow thought. stubborn. mind over matter.

hello facebook, blogger stalker

okay...so we have discussed this stalking phenom before, now it's happening again.

Who am I talking about?

Well here are you demographics and it would be cool if you would identify yourself...

1. you live somewhere near Kirkland, WA
2. you get to my blog via my Facebook profile
3. you are on my blog nearly daily
4. i don't know anyone from WA who would have access to my Facebook

so...you are totally freaking me out. Please let me know who you are! Thanks. Cheeri-0!

watch out...criminals are ugly!

This study looks at the correlation between attractiveness and criminal behavior...evidently criminals are ugly people. This is sad. Does it relate to their not so good for the skin lifestyles of drugs, alcohol and life on the street? Were they born to be criminals, is it genetic? Does bad personal hygiene lead you to a life of crime? Interesting thoughts...

so she tells me...

My mom emails me today and says "it's cold outside, in case you haven't noticed....stay inside!" This is great! It is 15 below out right now, with the threat of 35 below tonight! How could I not notice that it is face-freezing-frigid outside. But this is Minnesota, I live next to a giant body of water that throwing off 25 mph winds, and I will not let it win. So...gather up your woohaa's and go see a good show. Well, that's what I'm doing tonight, how about you?

dammit...

So I was pretty sure that I had "found myself" as my mother likes to say. However, it was a false alarm, I am still lost and awandering. I know what I want to be when I grow up, that is the easy part. Pediatric clinical pharmacist, just in case you are wondering. The hard, lost part is who I want to be, who do I aspire to portray, what makes me smile on the inside, why do I like being alone for the most part, why am I so fricking stubborn, why am I afraid to let people in...there are lots of why's in there. I don't have the answers to those. It is imperative that I find the answers to them. So for now the plan is to well...find myself! Am I up for this journey? I thought I was done with this or did I think that Johnny was going to help me. Either way I was wrong. The finding was just beginning, it took me 3 years the last time, why did I think it was going to be shorter this time. He is the cat's pajamas but I don't have the right sized cat. I am sorry. I really enjoy his company, but I don't think we like each other the same way, I don't think we want the same thing. Maybe we were meant to meet in a few years, maybe we were meant to become great friends, maybe...maybe...maybe...???....
I aspire to be a great writer, a great clinician, a great photographer, a great person, a mom, a wife, a grandma, a neighbor, speaker of the house, a sailor, a world traveler with my mom and auntie c, a wine taster...
Can I have fun for the rest of my life at the rate I do now? I'll let you know in 75 years!
Wish me luck on my journey...

this kid rules...

this is the ultimate distraction...

the olympics...not looking at this crazy red-headed kid! does snowboarding make all the oldies in the crowd cringe because now it's a sport?
i totally have to do this activity more often but it totally wreck my old, crackly body...
mr. flying tomato you are my hero today...
and doesn't that 1080 make you dizzy?

can't help but think...

After watching "Wedding Crashers" about 17 times I have improper assumptions about life. The most recent on being the quail hunt accident with Dick Cheney...it makes me think of that part in the movie. Was this guy moving in on Mr Cheney's lady? Was it really accidently? I am sorry it makes me laugh. Good luck little old guy with the recovery...

hear no evil, see no evil, speak no evil...

this is not an accurate respresentation of me...shit falls out of my mouth and usually it is totally obscene!

pan of jello shots...

these are my girls...

we ate a pan of jello shots...

drank some vodka/redbulls...

ate torched pizza...

danced it up at johnny holms...

slept in until 3 pm...

guess what...

it is my birthday! i am officially old...and my quarter life crisis is over! Although I have to admit that don't feel any wiser, if anything I feel pretty stupid. Especially after Ms. Rho chi-roll bit my head off several times today during case discussions. I am sorry I haven't committed every fine print detail about CHF to memory. Are you going to yell at your patients? Come-on lady!

life ramblings.

you make me laugh...you are crazy "johnny"...you are "johnny allday"...
the guy who cuts my hair knows more about me than you...incidently
he thinks that I am graduating from high school this spring...evidently
i look young...you ramble...i am a bad listener...you drive me up the
wall...your mom is awesome...i have never dated someone with cool
parents...my friends love you...you can and will slam a glass of wine
...chardonney gives you heartburn...it is the only wine that doesn't make
me puke...i love you....you drive me up the wall...you have the attention
span of a hamster...i have the attention span of a hamster...i have no idea
when you are going to graduate from college...do you?...you are a philosophy
major, i think, and you practice...i am a bad listener...i don't share
your mindset...you have some birthday candles to get...you talk alot...
you don't think before you open your mouth sometimes...wait i too have that
problem...you write me poetry...you respect me...you love me...you drive
me up the wall...i need some space...lots of space...we are not together
anymore...we are dating...we are seeing less of each other...i think you are
skinner than me...you are not, just small...i can push you across the bar...
you drive me up the wall...you are so kind to me...dammit i don't know
what to do...i am stubborn...i can't forget or get around that you drive
me up the wall...