Thursday, July 27, 2006
While I was taking these pictures in a fit of insomnia, I came across shoes I had completely forgotten about. I'll need to make more of an effort to bring them into rotation. There are a couple of pairs here that I keep purely for sentimental reasons: my first pair of Timberlands, the first pair of sneakers I cared about, the shoes that started me on white sneakers.¹ So many memories, so few shoes.
¹ Can you pick which shoes go with which sentiment?
Tuesday, July 25, 2006
Thursday, July 20, 2006
If I had only attended that session, I would have answers for the constant barrage of questions being sent my way: So are you going back to school? What about a new job? Applying to anything interesting? What are you going to get a Master’s in? Are you going to school again? Why’d you leave your old job? And the one after that? What schools are you going to apply to? You are going back to school, right?² It never ends.
Every time I see anyone, I’m forced to address these questions, and it’s getting on my nerves. Yes, I understand that when you were five you found a baby bird that had fallen out of its nest and then proceeded to (attempt to) nurse it back to health, thus solidifying your desire to suffer through medical school and become a doctor and save all the lives of the sickly world until the chick died, at which point you did consider pathology as a specialty since the worst you could do in that position is bring someone back to life, but after serious thought and going through college you’ve settled on internal medicine. That sounds super-great for you. Really, it does.
I’m not really sure what it is, but the more people hassle me about this issue, the less likely I’ll make a decision anytime soon. I can be quite contrary when the conditions are right. It’s quite the involuntary reaction in me, much like squinting in the glare of the sun. Unfortunately for me, this means that I’m quite paralyzed in making the decision that would answer all of the aforementioned questions.
I am going to have to make one soon though.
¹ I don’t normally sleep on ping pong tables in the presence of people I’ve just met. However, I had just returned from the Philippines two days earlier and was still quite jet-lagged.
Tuesday, July 18, 2006
The Air & Space Museum. This is the greatest discovery of the summer. It is possible to go to the Smithsonian, get on the good side of tipsy, then wander about all of the exhibits. The possibilities for fun are endless!
Update: You are also able to buy beer at the National Zoo.
Tuesday, July 11, 2006
Can you tell what I am?