It turns out I'm not so good at this blogging thing. It's just another thing to procrastinate about, to castigate myself for, to feel less worthy for not doing well. So I probably should just stop - delete the damn thing, forget about it. But some part of me really wants to do it, to actually write on a regular basis, to keep track of my life. Maybe I'm just a masochist. Maybe I just can't resist any opportunity to look at myself and say "here's another thing at which you've failed." Healthy, really.
So, here's what's happening now:
Current rotation: anesthesia. Haaaate. At least it's a good group. Otherwise, haaaate.
Currently should be: Studying for boards. Working on internship applications. Asking for recommendations for internships. Cleaning my room.
Currently convinced I will: Fail boards. Not get an internship. Not have the courage to even ask for recommendations, much less find three people who are willing to write them for me. Be a really terrible vet, given that I'm more than halfway through my rotations and still feel like I know nothing. Live in squalor forever, and eventually be eaten by a giant dust bunny.
Good things: Crazy Cat and BJ sat peacefully on the couch together today. I'm pretty sure no animals have died as a direct result of being in my care. Have not had complete nervous breakdown (only little ones). May have lost weight (not sure - don't own a scale).
Music I am currently vaguely obsessed with: Fall Out Boy. Ok Go.
New TV show I like: Heroes.
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Ryan Mooney here.
You know, Deb, what I think you need to inspire to the heights of Mt Blog is a number of readers who leave traces. So here I am!
Sounds like all is on track for you, my dear! One cold day in 2000 you walked me around Tufts and I think all your ambitions seemed to exactly what's ended up happening. Well done!
I now live in the Northern Hemisphere and am shivering through a British winter WHICH HASN'T EVEN STARTED YET. I am going to freeze.
Okay. Time for tea and toast!
Love Ryan
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