Stressors
According to my dear friend, two of the biggest stressors of any couple are moving and a new job. Well, here I am. Of course, this same friend had those plus marriage, a wild ride my tooncy and I are also about to embark on.
According to my dear friend, two of the biggest stressors of any couple are moving and a new job. Well, here I am. Of course, this same friend had those plus marriage, a wild ride my tooncy and I are also about to embark on.
http://www.psychocats.net/ubuntucat/software-installation-in-linux-is-di... is a pretty cute way of explaining my main problem with Windows. It's a bit much, but it presents the spirit of things. :)
Prior to buying my new eee pc, I thought I'd finally gotten the ol' Linux thing figured out. I liked having a desktop chock full of bells and whistles and visual effects and nautilus-integrated apps. I used Mint with the AWN dock and a truckload of Compiz Fusion effects on my enormous, relatively-powerful laptop, and it did every single thing I could think of for it to do.
Today is my last day of medical school. It seems somewhat anticlimactic. All I can think about is the 85 things I need to do before residency in order:
1. Garage sale
2. England trip with Jonny
3. Apt hunting in Denver (14 hour drive one way)
4. Multiple weddings but sadly not my own
5. Graduation
6. Last visit with endocrinologist
7. 27th birthday
8. Moving
9. Residency orientation
And the most important of all, spending quality time with my friends and family and godchildren. I do love you all.
How bittersweet.
Since I know I am moving so soon, I have been constantly examining and re-examining what I need and what will go to the garage sale. Oddly enough, I have focused on the kitchen as I am a kitchen slut. I decided to sell my huge 64 spice rack because I never used most of them and honestly, ground spices lose their potency so quickly.
In that vein, I have identified several spices that I cannot live without:
1. Sea salt and freshly ground pepper
2. Tony Chachere's: seriously, the best spice in the cabinet.
3. Ground ginger: you need so little to give anything a big kick
This is a review of Drank, the anti-energy beverage. For basic info about it, you can go to http://drankbeverage.com, where you will be regaled with an autoplay video which contains the headline "Open a Can of Drag-ass".
It was that particularly thoughtful headline that really made me take the plunge of ordering a case of "The Anti-Energy Drink." After several weeks of careful experimentation, I have quite a few points to make:
I've had a thought. Those who have been my friends for a long time have no trouble with the fact that I am terrible at phones. I am terrible at answering them, returning them, listening to messages. And the reason is that I'VE ALWAYS BEEN THIS WAY. I used to answer the phone as a teen with: "is this important?" When it really comes down to it, I don't chat.
I think the phone actually gives me a little anxiety. So now you know. Really, really the best way to get in touch with me is by text. Text has been my salvation.
Peace doggues
I am lying bed with either a bad cold or a mild flu. I am listening to music that is new to me, and therefore I cannot determine if I really enjoy it or not. I am such a creature of habit that even new songs mildly offend me until I become accustomed to them.
Fear. I've been reading "Zen Habits", and they spoke of fear today. Not just fear of the dark or scorpians, but fear of projects, fear of being overweight, fear of clutter, fear of relationships. And I think they are right.
Words can't do justice, so take a look at the cover.
http://www.toplessrobot.com/2009/01/pride_and_prejudice_and_zombies.php
This is the future of postmodern literature.
In the past month, I've gotten engaged, gotten a major promotion, and now this: http://dc2009.drupalcon.org/news/and-winner-free-drupalcon-dc-ticket-isj...
Truly, I'm the luckiest guy I know. This is a world in which Barack Obama is soon-to-be-President and in which a plane can land on the Hudson. What a great world it is.