Tuesday, February 26, 2008

Simple Things in Life

Milk + Peanut Butter + Jelly + White Bread (not that multigrain crap, but the ultraprocessed bleached white bread)

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MMMhhmmm sOoooo good.

PB&J might just be my favorite food. I mean, really... what beats it? It's so simple and yet so perfect. Especially when it's 1am and you know you shouldn't be eating saturated fats this late at night because you know it's just going to go straight to your thighs.

I mean yeah there may be tastier 5-star dishes at your fancy restaurants and waht have you. But can you pack that lobster tail or foie gras or sashimi for breakfast and eat it in lecture every day and not get tired of it? I think not. My spaghetti is damn good but that takes like an hour to make.

I defy you to name something better. Bananas?? Pssssh.

Literally every time I unwrap my pbj sammich and take that first bite during class I literally do a double take and i'm like *queue samuel jackson voice* "MmmmmHmmmmm!"



The simple goodness always takes me by suprise. Okay, I guess I have run out of things to say. Hence ends my tribute to PB&J

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okay i probably have better things to do...

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i'm now getting adsense for "stupid people"... sweet.

Sunday, February 24, 2008

Open Letter

To the asshole ER doc who was mean to my family. You fucking asshole. Where do you get off rolling your eyes at patients like that. Where do you get off judging people like that. Not everyone went to medical school, not everyone knows what "just inflammation" is or what exactly antibiotics are and what they do. Not everyone has been desensitized after seeing thousands of patients like you have. Not everyone knows what constitutes a bona fide genuine medical emergency. But this wasn't just some stupid head cold. You couldn't have been meaner to nicer people.

I will NEVER be like you. Ever. No matter how late it is or how many shifts I've been on. Asshole.

Wednesday, February 20, 2008

A Rant

I wouldn't recommend reading what I'm about to write. This is mostly for my own edification and I'm probably just going to end up bitching again, as usual, like a little girl...

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I think I'm starting to realize that I just don't have IT. Whatever IT is that separates the superstars like Hubert and the successful from the joe schmoes. That which separates the wheat from the chaff, whatever the hell chaff is... the edisons from the bums. etc.

Actually I think I always knew that. That's kind of why I'm stuck in the middle of buttfuck nowhere. But I think what I'm realizing lately to my dismay is that I may never have IT.

I guess people just don't change or grow over the years as much as they hope and pretend to. Or maybe it's just me. I'm the same idiot I was 9 years ago starting college. I'm the guy eating cereal out of a bowl with a jumbo stirring ladle last night because I was too lazy to do a few dishes. My mom thinks I'm soo smart... but so much of the time I feel like such a degenerate. It's really been getting me down.

I keep trying to figure out how it is I can fix myself. To turn myself into one of those successful fuckers who match into derm or what have you. But try as I might I just can't do it. I don't know how many resolutions I've made. How many days I've pulled into the school parking lot and said this is it... I'm going to be productive from here on out. But I always always fail.

I felt like I had a plan going into this year but I'm too big of a douche to execute any of it. The software project I was supposed to write for that residency program I got through probably 80% of it and now it's just in limbo and months late. Maybe I'll get around to it, probably I won't. Definitely they think I'm a jackoff. The other BIG project I spent countless summer and extra hours working on which I guess I can't fault myself too much for because it was probably never gonna amount to anything anyway and was way too much work and too dependent on other people who were way too busy. But I couldn't even get my lazy ass to even begin to do any groundwork to look into writing a grant proposal or getting help. And the fucking research work I did over the summer and keep meaning to set aside time for... which I promised my PI 4 weeks ago I would start and finish working on ASAP (and whose impending email I await with great fear)... I haven't done squat.

In summary, I haven't ACCOMPLISHED jack shit. Which isn't too bad I guess... I mean what the hell those are just extracurriculars, that's sort of excusable. But what I can't figure out is why the hell when it comes to just regular old schoolwork I am always so unncessarily behind all of the time. And it really pisses me off.

What is it (besides my jackass friend) that keeps me playing 4 hours, 3 hours, 3 hours of ping pong on consecutive days when I am so far behind after being sick. The fuck am I doing downloading anime and watching so many episodes of Lost and House and 4 fucking movies when I need to be catching up on the weekend.

I mean fine, I guess I should have playtime, free time, going out hanging out time and whatever. But it's always stressed out "I shouldn't be doing this" fuckaround time and never "I've been a good boy so I'm treating myself" happy time.

Even when I do sit down to study I'm such a fucking retard. The last time I was at borders (which got closed down!!!) and I ended up spending 5 hours reading up and taking notes on magic tricks (I actually have some pretty good ones now though). I finally got my ass to school at 2pm yesterday and sat there in the silent study room for 9 hours... and got through just 9 fucking pages! Not even one friggin lecture's worth of material. Because when I'm not distracted talking to people I don't even have the goddamn discipline to keep from clicking away from the powerpoint lecture (DAMN YOU PROFESSORS WITH SHITTY SYLLABUSES THAT MAKE ME NEED POWERPOINTS) and doing stupid shit on the internet. I don't even know what. Making stupid valentines day cards of people's heads dancing around. Checking celebrity gossip... iPhone news... nba news and dunk videos... having to read EVERY SINGLE stupid football and hoops thread on the stupid sports forum. Or my brother and his damn addicting video chatrooms.

fucking facebook I swear to god. I mean today I found myself on Robin Lopez's (stanford basketball) then Law hill's then Landry Field's facebook pages looking at stupid pictures of them at parties they posted up... until I finally said enough and quit, because my friend IM'd me a streaming site for nba games so i could watch some josh childress playing against the lakers.

I don't even know why I'm typing this out. I don't even get enough sleep because I procrastinate on sleep! Putting stupid movies or whatever on my computer to put myself to sleep but end up watching for the nth time. And then I miss class or I'm sleepy all day. And that fucks up my ping pong reflexes. I even had the opportunity to get laid recently and I'm such a fucking chickenshit dumbass I procrastinated on that too.

I guess I just feel the need to publicly scold myself. Because I SWEAR TO FUCKING GOD... THIS IS IT. Tomorrow I am a new fucking person. I am exorcising my inner george costanza. I am going to do everything on time. I WILL study every day on time. I WILL start working out again regularly because that stupid virus i got catabolized what little extra muscle mass I had. I WILL make it back to the rockclimbing gym with regularity. I WILL NOT play ping pong for more than an hour at a time. I WILL stop being 3 minutes late to class every morning and I WILL finally learn to floss with regularity.

I WILL catch the fuck up on this week's material, and then on all of the material from when I was sick. I WILL read Robbins! Then I WILL get my stupid research done (I mean I swear that paper authorship is practically right there waiting for me gift wrapped) because I am running out of goddamn time before boards.

And then so help me God I am going to get medieval on this fucking step 1 board exam and avenge my piece of shit MCAT score. I mean yeah I'm not smart enough to get a 40 like some jerks I know but dammit I'm not nearly as dumb as I showed (I didn't sleep the night before!!!).

I am going to get my ass back to California and I will show Stanford that didn't even want a secondary and UCSF and UCLA that didn't even fucking interview me and UCSD who tricked me into blabbing mostly about stanford sports and poker (and not medicine) during my interview and USC who bitch slapped me and laughed in my face because I didn't know shit about current events in medicine and especially Davis that plain fucked me in my interview and kept me perpetually at the cusp of their waiting list.

I will show all of those jerk schools that yeah they did in fact make the smart decision by rejecting me because honestly I didn't know shit about medicine, had jack volunteer activities and apparently didn't read "med school- applying and interviews for dummies"... BUT... BUT... I DID have some potential goddammit. And if they were psychic they might have friggin known better. I will show them... i swear it.

Starting tomorrow! February 20th, 2008. This is my new February 20th resolution. Mark my words.

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phew...

man I was pretty angry when I started this post and now I'm actually feeling pretty pumped!!! this is so going to work... I'm going to go jim harbaugh on this bitch with enthusiasm unknown to mankind (EUTM)

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Song of the Day - (Juno Soundtrack) Antsy Pants - Tree Hugger.mp3

Saturday, February 16, 2008

Once



I <3 this movie.

I don't think I can do this movie justice with a review. I've always been more of a ranter (hated writing papers on books) than a raver, so I'll have to leave the analysis to the professionals (imdb 8.1, ebert 4 stars, rotten tomatoes 97%)... but I just really really liked this movie.

It's a musical... but different. The characters don't just burst into song walking down the street. It's about two unnamed characters (credited Guy and Girl), dirt poor, aspiring musicians who meet and end up sharing their music and recording an album together.

If it's possible, I think I liked this movie more than Juno. I guess because I didn't leave Juno wanting to be a witty 16 year-old preggo girl. But this movie made my heart swell. I guess I could stretch and say I felt like I could relate to main character. His awkwardness. The procrastinator coward perpetually putting dreams on hold and fucking up everything he really cares about.

But probably the truth is more that I'm so different from his character and that's why I felt it so much. I'm sitting here wasting away in my books working towards a 'respectable' career... and a part of me just wished to trade places with him. To be that guy on the street playing music for spare change. Not the bum, but the guy with heart and real passion for his music... falling in love with the poor immigrant girl who works selling flowers to make ends meet.

I wish I could play the guitar. I wish I had the time to learn (or the willpower). I've always wanted to be a songwriter of some sort but I guess that line of business is tough when you have zero musical ability (I swear if I had just been given lessons!)

Spielberg was quoted as saying "A little movie called Once gave me enough inspiration to last the rest of the year." Not bad for a movie filmed in a matter of weeks for a grand total of 160 thousand dollars. For some reason it reminded me a lot of Lost in Translation, which I really hated the first time I saw it but really liked after a recent rewatch. Similar in the way the characters felt awkward and real... but much sweeter.

The main characters are played by Glen Hansard and Marketa Irglova, first time actors and real life musicians (Hansard is frontman for The Frames, whom many apparently believe is the real great Irish band, not U2). The songs in this musical are really, really good. Most cowritten by the Hansard and Irglova. Guy teaching girl "Falling Slowly" I thought was the most heartfelt movie scene that I can remember.

Anyway, go watch this movie, and then tell me if you don't like it so I can know whom to never speak to again.

Song of the Week: Glen Hansard and Marketa Irglova - Failling Slowly.mp3

Also really good from the Full Album:
Glen Hansard and Marketa Irglova - When Your Mind's Made Up.mp3
Glen Hansard - Say It to Me.mp3

Falling Slowly (to clips from the movie):

Thursday, February 14, 2008

Happy Valentine's Day!!!

I'm not bitter.

No wait, I am. lol

I'm not going to go off on some diatribe about valentine's day being a made up marketing holiday. not that it isn't. but i think in general the concept is a good one. Most guys are bonehead thoughtless losers and if it weren't for valentine's day some girls would never feel special.

i mean what does it cost... 14.99 for some tulips or whatever at safeway... maybe spend a few bucks at a nice restaurant, half on yourself... and all of a sudden you're "the sweetest boyfriend ever" and you're gettin some even if you beat her down yesterday. seems like a good deal to me.

no i'm def not bitter. hahaha

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I haven't been blogging much lately because i'm trying to keep myself in check from being too whiny. I was bitching like crazy during the last module which was the best taught class ever. Now we're in the thick of the worst taught class ever and so I have to control myself or my blog and your computer will explode from the anger. Not that things are so bad. But goddamn i want this year to be over already. i can't take this book larnin no mo.

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anyway, enough bitching!

Happy valentines day!!! From my sexy parents to YOU!



It will not start automatically, you have to press play!!!

(originally i had myself cast in both roles but i got a little weirded out being so turned on by myself so i had to change it. Here's the original version i made although i dunno if that URL is only temporary, if not then it's pretty easy to get around paying them anything.)

;)

Saturday, February 9, 2008

almost there

pretty much at 100%. except for this annoying cough. and it's kind of weird, but my skin feels hypersensitive, in particular my nipples (not in a good way). it's like i'm acutely aware of my clothes brushing up against my back, and when it's cold... it's pretty annoying. i hope i haven't been infected by some sort of hybrid new herpes-family sort of virus that is taking over my sensory ganglia.

or maybe i got bit by a radioactive spider and i'm starting to gain superpowers...

and my back is all fucked up from lying in bed for 16 hours a day... I think maybe it's from watching too many movies on my computer from my side. I really need to get someone to step on my back to straighten it out.

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I watched "Hard Candy" last night because of Juno. An interesting flick, not something I would recommend unless the storyline interests you (it's kind of disturbing but it does have some interesting "medicine" in it). But wow, ellen page is a pretty damn good actress. Hard to believe that's the same actress playing the chick in Juno.

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I watched "Stardust" this morning in bed because I wanted to put off studying again (I studied for 5 hours yesterday and was only able to read through like 7 pages, so i figure i need a little more downtime). It's pretty good. Supposedly draws a lot of comparisons to "Princess Bride"... I definitely wouldn't put it in the same level but it's pretty entertaining and De Niro is pretty funny in it.

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Fuckin dsl people came by today for like the 8th time already and my stupid internet is still flaking out on me.

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okay i need to get my ass out of this apartment or i'm really screwed.

Thursday, February 7, 2008

Juno

One of the best movies I've seen in a really long time. If there were one word I'd use to describe this movie, it'd be "charming".

One of those movies that just flows so easily. Where it's 4am (because you've been sleeping on and off all day) and you start to get sad because you look down at your media player bar and see there's only 30 minutes left in the movie.

And one of the most memorable performances I've seen by any actor from 21yo Ellen Page playing Juno. As a guy I'm not sure it's possible to not have a crush on the main character by the end of the movie. That sounds pretty sick considering said character is a 16 year old pregnant girl, but I've seen some other reviews admit something similar so I'm not alone.

This movie will make you smile. Or you're a heartless cultureless bastard, stop reading my blog you goat.

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feeling quite a bit better today. a little sad that it means i'll have to stop missing school and watching movies and sleeping all day long.

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i really need a shower

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Song of the week (scene from the movie) - Michael Cera and Ellen Page - Anyone Else but You.mp3

Wednesday, February 6, 2008

blarrghh

It's amazing how much we take for granted simple shit like being healthy.

I can't remember being this sick in... years. I can't even remember the last time I had a bonafide fever.

i can't imagine how people who are chronically ill deal with this.

I keep alternating between bouts of severe chills where i will bundle up in sweaters and blankets and shiver like crazy and then bouts of sweatiness when they tylenol flu kicks in and brings my temperature regulation back to normal levels and I am semi-functional for a couple of hours.

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i find myself continually repeating in my head Anterior hypothalamus = Air conditioning, posterior = heating.

I'm peeing like a fire hose and everything tastes like shit.

i thought i had more to say but my brain is kind of out of it.

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i want my mommy :(

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at the least my neighbor was nice enough to buy me a thermometer and some groceries, so now i can keep track of my fever, make sure it doesn't reach brain-cell killing states.

Tuesday, February 5, 2008

crap

I feel like crap. I want my mommy. :(

its only been 6 weeks since respiratory and I've already forgotten the differential diagnosis for a nonproductive cough...

nothing hits the spot in the morning quite like a doughy, nonkrispy kreme chocolate donut... or two. happy mardis gras. for lent this year I think I will give up lent.

just sittying around feeling sick as shit waiting around to mooch a free lunch with the admission interviewees so I can get them all sick.

blarghhh

Monday, February 4, 2008

the circle of life

the downside of having your test postponed means a saturday exam, which effectively means a one day weekend to recover from a week that was generally low on studying but high on all of the stress from not studying. thank God for the snow storm, i really needed that extra day... i really made good use of it too, at least from 8pm to 3am.

but anyway i'm pretty sure i kicked that test's ass and made some good video game change in the process.

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the sad part is cleaning out the big binder and filling it in with the next 4 weeks worth of material. Knowing that every new page is a fresh set of pain, a cruel new set of diseases and facts to brainlessly memorize.

i would love med school if it were all physiology. but pathology makes me seriously want to take a handgun and blow my brains out.

i can already feel my brain clearing space by forgetting all of my renal crap. so if anyone has any kidney-specific questions, i'm good for about another 2 or 3 days and then it's gone. Bye bye intimate knowledge of stupid sodium channels and potassium back leak potentials, hypokalemia workups, nephritic/nephrotic proteinurias and blah blah blah. All gone.

i just don't want to learn no more. as much as i dread boards i'm somewhat excited by the prospect of just reviewing a bunch of shit i presumably already know. making the connections in your brain the first time around is always so damn painful.

i've come to the realization that i really, genuinely hate school. i mean, no doubt i feel privileged to be learning this crap. And it IS pretty damn interesting, much of the time. it's cool shit to know. but not as interesting as the latest sports score or playing ping pong or rock climbing.

There's always that sick feeling in your stomach that while you're sitting there studying shit you're just gonna forget in a few weeks, the whole rest of the world is out there, living it up. damn you, you fuckin whole rest of the world.

Out of a typical 4 or 5 week schedule, academically i really only enjoy a scant few days. The days I take an exam and the day I get my grade back. And that's pretty much it. The rest is just a grind, a big mental blur.

I never say it, because it sounds so fucking fake, but I honestly can't wait to actually fucking HELP PEOPLE. Or to at least be around the general vicinity of actual patients, looking like I know something. I just can't wait to get to the point (as a cardiologist during a lunch meeting assured us we would SOMEDAY reach) where I actually know a bunch of shit in my field. Where I'm not being bombarded with an encycolpedia's worth of material every few weeks. So that when i learn new stuff, the pain/learning ratio is low.

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i think i've used the word 'pain' now like 8 times in this entry. because that's just what I was thinking loading the binder up with the new syllabus material. Mr. T in rocky making his prediction on the upcoming fight- "Prediction? PAIN." You've been warned hpan. :) the day will come when you will think studying for the mcat was a joke.

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GI is supposed to be our poorest taught module of the second year too :(

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i wonder if maybe i wouldn't be so bitchy if I weren't paying something like 200 dollars a day in just tuition expenses.

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why does bbq in california suck so much compared to out here? i treated myself out to a nice dinner of ribs and rib-eye steak last night. I couldn't afford it, but future gerlad footed the bill. thanks, future gerlad. thanks also for buying me my very own dork ping pong paddle. I didn't want to pay over $10 bucks for such a stupid expense, but i'd been talking about it so much during the week i had to get it.

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Went rock climbing today for the first time (vs the amateur bouldering I was doing in the gym). A hell of a lot more fun climbing up down than side to side. Now I just need future gerlad to buy me some climbing shoes and gear. Maybe if I'm a good boy and actually finish some of my research.

It's actually not so bad once you get the hang of it, once you get over the urge to be manly and upper-body power yourself the whole way up. I finished three 5.8 (subjective) rated climbs, which i was told is pretty darn good for a first timer. Damn good workout too. I really thought my forearms were going to fall off. My fingers are all tenderized as well. As soon as I got home I stuffed my hand in the snow for a good minute which felt reaaally good.

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the snow is melting :(

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in other news on friday i smashed my all-time chinup record of 10 to... 12 in a row. haven't been working out or anything, i think i finally just decided not to be lazy and put some heart into it.

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only caught the end of it, but i'm quite amused the patriots lost. not that i care all that much, but we were discussing this with our waiter last night and we all came to the conclusion that brady's life is just way too fucking perfect. we're sitting here miserable memorizing textbooks and serving ribs to fuckers for cheap tips and he's over there looking all handsome, dating supermodels and trying to set records and shit. fuck that.

Friday, February 1, 2008

3:10 to Yuma

Just wanted to say this is a damn good movie. 88% fresh, 8.1 imdb, Ebert 4 stars, so i'm pretty sure it's not just me.

Nothing like lying in bed the day your test is postponed and watching a good old fashioned western with Gladiator and Batman going at it... with their dialogue.

Okay time to study.

Please God

let school be cancelled tomorrow because of the snow... just like they warned us...

please please please...

i took way too many breaks and played waaay too much ping pong today (3hrs).. and oh yeah 0-6 now

not quite on schedule... by a mile

goddammit you try to hole yourself up in the silent study room but people can be so fucking distracting. and by people i mean me. damn me. i need to stick to borders where there are no people to distract. and no ping pong trash talkers. just that one weird dude who looks like he's going to kill everyone in the store one day. hopefully when i'm not around.

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this city is so pretty when you cover it under a foot of snow.

some scary driving though.

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dammit i have the hardest frigging time remembering these stupid normal electrolyte values.