Yesterday was interesting (to say the least). Work was nice as usual, and then things turned social. I had a doubles match with world-renowned cardiologist Cezar Iliescu, but it was cancelled on the account of rain. Apparently we were going to play against two older Romanian gentlemen, and one of them backed out. Oh well, the cancellation cleared the way for my meeting with our med school group who is organizing the banquet. We were able to summarize the results of a survey I sent to all of my classmates on location, food, entertainment, cost, et cetera and got the ball rolling on all the arrangements. I thought it was reasonably productive, and we have good people doing the hard work, so I'm very pleased. I think this will be an excellent way to end the 4th year, assuming I match somewhere and get to become a surgeon. Sweet
Then I checked my mail and found a letter from a "graduate school of management". Wait until you see from where the letter came. Maybe it's an omen. Maybe I'm not cut out for this whole doctor thing. Oh God, I'm screwed.
Next up was dinner at Jason's Deli with Nick. You gotta love the Jason's Deli. They make good stuff, but the best part is the yogurt cone at the end. I mean come on, unlimited dessert? Insane. Then we went over to Angela's house to make sure she was alive. It turns out that indeed she was alive and was busy entertaining guests. She also had a big test today, so she was unable to go out with Nick and me. So we went on our way to a little German pub on Kirby. Indeed, we thought we were meeting people there, but it was the wrong place. So we watched some of the Yankees/Twins game (which the Yankees eventually won unfortunately) and headed for the Mucky Duck near our house on Kirby and Richmond. I hadn't ever frequented this particular establishment, but it turned out to be very good. There was a group of rag tag people up on stage playing Irish jigs compete with accordion, drum, flute, recorder, guitar, and others. They were quite good if I don't say so myself. They played forever, which was fine because it was the perfect volume. I was really impressed with the whole thing. There we met up with Ann, Brent, Stephanie Pickel, Lori, Autumn, a neurosurgeon at Baylor College of Medicine, and the neurosurgeon's daughter. I think the surgeon was called Dr. Bob, and he seemed very cool. He trained at the University of Minnesota, so I mentioned I'm from there and I'm applying to Hennepin County's surgery program. We had a good conversation. Then a bunch of people left and went to sleep, and the rest came over to Club 1948 for some post party. Brent, Pickle, and Ann came over briefly for some conversation. We watched 15 minutes of Eternal Sunshine (again), then everyone got tired and went home. It was fun.
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Song of the Day: Three Dog Night's "Eli's Coming" from the album Suitable for Framing
Then I checked my mail and found a letter from a "graduate school of management". Wait until you see from where the letter came. Maybe it's an omen. Maybe I'm not cut out for this whole doctor thing. Oh God, I'm screwed.
Next up was dinner at Jason's Deli with Nick. You gotta love the Jason's Deli. They make good stuff, but the best part is the yogurt cone at the end. I mean come on, unlimited dessert? Insane. Then we went over to Angela's house to make sure she was alive. It turns out that indeed she was alive and was busy entertaining guests. She also had a big test today, so she was unable to go out with Nick and me. So we went on our way to a little German pub on Kirby. Indeed, we thought we were meeting people there, but it was the wrong place. So we watched some of the Yankees/Twins game (which the Yankees eventually won unfortunately) and headed for the Mucky Duck near our house on Kirby and Richmond. I hadn't ever frequented this particular establishment, but it turned out to be very good. There was a group of rag tag people up on stage playing Irish jigs compete with accordion, drum, flute, recorder, guitar, and others. They were quite good if I don't say so myself. They played forever, which was fine because it was the perfect volume. I was really impressed with the whole thing. There we met up with Ann, Brent, Stephanie Pickel, Lori, Autumn, a neurosurgeon at Baylor College of Medicine, and the neurosurgeon's daughter. I think the surgeon was called Dr. Bob, and he seemed very cool. He trained at the University of Minnesota, so I mentioned I'm from there and I'm applying to Hennepin County's surgery program. We had a good conversation. Then a bunch of people left and went to sleep, and the rest came over to Club 1948 for some post party. Brent, Pickle, and Ann came over briefly for some conversation. We watched 15 minutes of Eternal Sunshine (again), then everyone got tired and went home. It was fun.
>>View the PICTURES<<
Song of the Day: Three Dog Night's "Eli's Coming" from the album Suitable for Framing
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