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Monday, June 7th, 2010

Subject:Public Blog!
Time:6:03 pm.
Mood: excited.
Since I don't update livejournal anymore, and could hardly turn this into a respectable place for my thoughts anyway, I have created a public blog:

Cura Te Ipsum

Check it out and follow me (hopefully) from premed to MD. (Or watch me crash and burn. Come on, you know that would be fun too.) 
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Monday, March 15th, 2010

Subject:Ah. My Glorious Home State
Time:3:09 pm.
Mood: enraged.
 Of course I would be planning to move back to Virginia to go to school right around the same time the asshole attorney general from the state decided to forbid sexual-orientation anti-discrimination legislation. Gee thanks dickwad; why don't be start giving out stimulus checks for hate-crimes while we're at it.

This makes me actually sick to my stomach, to know that there are people out there who can sleep well at night having practically invited institutions of higher learning to pick and choose their students based off who they sleep with at night. I don't CARE that you think it's immoral. Isn't it enough for you to believe in your heart of hearts that I will burn in hell for the rest of eternity? Why do you have to start hounding me in this lifetime? Please point me out the passage in the Bible where Jesus stated, "And learning shall only be reserved for those who only fuck those of the opposite sex?"

Now I have faith that UVA, being a well-respected university with some dignity, is not about to dust off their hands and say, "Well finally," and start shoving homosexuals out the door. (Really any institution that does is probably not worth the paper their diplomas are printed on.) But the fact that right now the state of Virginia is not just ALLOWING discrimination of any kind, but is flat out FORBIDDING it from being discouraged is despicable and I think is far greater threat to our free society than anything Glenn Beck has been crying about.

(Although now that I think of it, wouldn't it be great if (in protest, not seriously) a school found a way to discriminate against STRAIGHT students. I realize there would be no fair way of going about that, and I wouldn't want to actually deny any straight students a fair shot at a place in a program, I just really love the thought of the attorney general trying to talk his way out of that cluster-fuck. "But sir, you said we weren't allowed to ban discrimination based on sexual-orientation. You didn't specify which one....) 
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Sunday, February 21st, 2010

Subject:A Short Rant on Don't Ask Don't Tell
Time:10:41 am.
Mood:awake.
 One thing that I'm finding interesting (when I'm not finding frustrating) about the effort to repeal Don't Ask Don't Tell, is that no one in opposition is actually coming out and saying that they think the ban is a positive thing for the military. None of the arguments (right now anyway) seem to be about concerns that homosexuality is immoral or that homosexuals don't make good soldiers. Everyone who is for keeping the policy seems to be outwardly worried that repealing it "now" would be "disruptive" to the troops in the midst of this war. One new report I read commented on the fact that the military has always put being an effective fighting until ahead of personal needs.

I don't even disagree with that idea. But it seems like whenever homosexuality enters into a conversation we get our priorities all screwed up. Our armed forces are asked to train extremely hard to become effective fighting units. They both witness and commit acts that can lead to severe psychological trauma down the line and are risking their lives day after day after day. And that is what we expect from them, without question, without argument, and without a thought for personal comfort. And yet we don't believe they can handle facing all of these same challenges if they become aware that some of their coworkers sleep with members of the same sex? Really? We think that little of our armed forces?

Beyond the almost laughable idea that no one has figured out who a few of the gay and lesbian members of the military are within their units, I find it odd that people who claim to support our troops apparently only want to support the homophobic ones. And that they seem to believe such people make up the majority of our armed forces. If we believe that allowing homosexuals to step out of the closet will cause internal strife within the military, then someone screwed up in training them. Because, like it was said to begin with, the effectiveness of a fighting until should come before personal needs. Now I can see how hiding who you are day in and day out could make you a less effective fighter, but what gender your bunkmate would rather sleep with should not.
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Sunday, August 23rd, 2009

Subject:Going for Broke (Literally)
Time:8:28 pm.
Mood: determined.
I've decided to apply to Goucher's post-baccalaureate pre-medical program for next year. This is in hopes that two years later (one of classes, one of applications) I will be able to go to medical school and become a doctor.

I think that I've probably always wanted to do this, but only now do I know for sure.
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Sunday, July 26th, 2009

Subject:Car Break-In?
Time:9:27 pm.
Mood: nervous.
Does anyone out there from Goucher own or know someone who owns a silver Neon that might have been in Baltimore tonight? As I was leaving the house tonight to run to the store I noticed a car that looked like it had been broken into (the window was broken and the door had been pried open). It wasn't from our neighborhood (no parking pass) and it had a bunch of Goucher parking stickers on the passenger window.

I called the police, ran my errands and when I came home the care was gone with only a pile of broken glass to show that it had been there at all.
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Saturday, June 27th, 2009

Subject:Help!
Time:9:51 am.
Mood: curious.
This is for a story.

If an adult was declared mentally incompetent and committed because of a psychotic disorder (something like schizophrenia) and was having their medical decisions made for them by another family member, would a psychiatrist/psychologist be legally allowed to discuss the subjects of talk therapy with that family member? Would they be allowed to discuss their theories/diagnosis of the patient? Or, if not, what kind of situation, if any, might allow a doctor to disclose that kind of information?
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Friday, May 8th, 2009

Subject:This Was Too Cute Not to Share
Time:4:40 pm.
Mood: charmed.
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Wednesday, April 1st, 2009

Subject:Bike Advice
Time:7:58 pm.
Mood: confused.
So I'm thinking I want to buy a bike. It seems silly to be living in the city and driving everywhere I go, especially with non-freezing weather just around the corner. The problem is that I haven't owned a bike since the one my parents bought me when I was seven and I haven't ridden a bike since high school. So I have no clue as to what to look for or how much to pay or what other bike-maintenance equipment I would need. Any of you people out in internet land that can help me out?
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Friday, March 13th, 2009

Subject:Oh Good, Real Writers Feel Like This Too
Time:3:07 pm.
Mood: lazy.
I spent the next five years writing my surefire best-seller. Five years, and it was the most terrible experience of my life. I could not get my characters to act like real people. I couldn’t get them to talk like real people. Hell, I couldn’t even get them through doors: 'Her hand reached toward the handle of the door.'. - .'Her hand extended toward the oaken knob of her'. . . No no. Jeesh.

By the third year, my concentration was so shot that any sound distracted me and just drove me crazy, so I took to wearing a huge towel wrapped around my head and stereo earphones on top of the towel, and that worked except that I have two cats, and they liked to sit on my lap when I worked, which distracted me. And so I Made a tinfoil skirt, because cats don't like tinfoil. I wore that outfit every day, until one day I saw the gas-meter reader hiding behind a tree outside, staring in at me, and that distracted me even more. So I finally moved to the one place where I felt so trapped that the only way I could get out was through writing, and. that was the passenger seat of my car, out in the driveway, in which I proceeded to pretty much ensconce myself for a whole year.

Now, I drive an old station wagon with a moon roof, and one of the cats was still so angry about the tinfoil skirt and now, on top of that, the move outside-that every day she would walk out, clamber up the hood and up the windshield, and plant herself squat squarely in the middle of the moon roof. And I tell you that the view from where I sat was the perfect metaphor for what I was going through: writing that novel, I was just staring up a cat's ass.
~Mark Salzman on his latest book Lying Awake
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Tuesday, March 10th, 2009

Subject:One Step Closer!
Time:11:53 am.
Mood: accomplished.
I took the National Exam for massage yesterday and passed! It wasn't as bad as I thought it would be after all my hours of pouring over practice tests. The whole experience was pretty nerve wracking, though, and after having achieved no sleep the night before, I celebrated my success by sleeping, reading and catching up on Lost. It's probably a good thing that I'm picking up a work shift tonight, because I honestly don't know what to do with myself now. Oh right, taxes...gotta do my taxes.

Now I just have the state exam, which I'll be taking in April because I missed the March deadline to send my stuff in. Fortunately, this is a much simpler exam and only covers Maryland law.
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Tuesday, March 3rd, 2009

Subject:A Light at the End of the Server Tunnel
Time:1:48 pm.
Mood: excited.
Updates from my trip to Portland will be forthcoming, but I wanted to take a minute to squeal about MY NEW JOB! I'm going to be TA-ing/tutoring/lecturing at the Baltimore School of Massage, probably starting next week. I go in tomorrow to fill out all of my paperwork and talk about where they want me. It's not a glamorous position or high paying, but it's NOT SERVING.

Now back to studying for the National Exam.
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Tuesday, February 17th, 2009

Subject:Out With a Bang
Time:2:55 pm.
Mood: accomplished.
I passed my final exam today with a 99%, missing only two questions out of 150.

I have officially graduated from the Baltimore School of Massage.

Now for a celebratory dinner with the 'rents at the Black Olive and then maybe some partying.
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Tuesday, February 10th, 2009

Subject:Um...What?
Time:5:22 pm.
Mood: confused.
As I was driving home from my study session today, there was quite a bit of traffic, what with it being around five o'clock. In the midst of this I had to get over a lane so that I could reach my exit for 295, which required me to slow down, turn on my signal and kind of wedge my way into the next lane since it was bumper to bumper traffic. I had barely tapped my breaks and turned on my signal, when suddenly the guy behind me started FREAKING OUT. He was blaring on his horn and making wild gestures and probably cursing me out to boot.

I, being in a pretty good mood between my caffeine high and productive state, just laughed and took the 15.8 seconds required to pull over into the other lane as the guy sped past me to be promptly stuck at a red light several meters ahead. (For the record, he was still behind the car that had been in front of me, so even if I hadn't had to change lanes we wouldn't have made it through the light.)

A few seconds later the lane that I was in passed his because it was an exit. I looked over and from the equivalent of about three lanes away I see him POINTING AND SHOUTING at my car, cursing me, I suppose to making him wait at the light.

What the fuck? I'm honestly too amused by the whole encounter to be angry, but seriously? I offended him so badly/made him so later with my perfectly legal lane change that he had to get THAT angry at me? I kind of feel sorry for the guy...he's probably going have a heart attack and die before he's 40.
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Friday, February 6th, 2009

Subject:How It's (Ideally) Going to Go Down
Time:1:11 pm.
Mood: determined.
The plan as of now:

Take final exam/graduate: February 17 (Tuesday)

Take National Exam review class: February 20 (Friday)

Take National Exam: February 21 (Saturday)

Start arranging application for State Exam including getting my transcripts from Goucher and the National exam sent to the State: February 21-22 (Saturday and Sunday)

Leave for Portland: February 23 (Monday)

Return from Portland: March 2 (Monday)

Apply for State Exam: March 3 (Tuesday)

Hopefully this means that I will be ready to work by the end of March. The only problems I foresee are getting the National Exam and Goucher to send the state my records with enough time to take the exam in March or that the National won't process my paperwork with enough time to take the exam before I leave for Portland. And the possibility that I might not pass the National, but I'm not really taking that into consideration. My classmates think I'm insane. Most of them probably won't even be taking the National until April given all the red tape around it. But I might have a job prospect and the idea of having a job and clients is a light at the end of a tunnel that seemed endless a week ago.
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Tuesday, January 6th, 2009

Subject:...And From My Latest Reading Material
Time:9:22 pm.
Mood: calm.
"I don't know if there is purpose in this destruction, or whether the land is not yet settled into its final form, even as we men and women are not yet perfected. Perhaps the land too struggles to evolve its soul and perfect itself." ~The Mists of Avalon Marion Zimmer Bradley
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Subject:Can Kellie and I Do Duelling Quotes?
Time:8:02 am.
Mood: sleepy.
"The problem these fifty-nine years has been this: how can a novelist achieve atonement when, with her absolute power of deciding outcomes, she is also God? There is no one, no entity or higher form that she can appeal to, or be reconciled with, or that can forgive her. There is nothing outside her. In her imagination she has set the limits and the terms. No atonement for God, or novelists, even if they are atheists. It was always an impossible task, and that was precisely the point. The attempt was all."

~Atonement Ian Mcewan
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Monday, December 29th, 2008

Subject:Tensed
Time:12:36 pm.
Mood: frustrated.
I'm having tense issues.

I really like writing in present tense. Mostly as a lame attempt to make things sound more artsy, which I find gimmicky and lame and therefore am trying to write THIS story in past tense. Only without my knowledge I keep skipping to present halfway in the middle of things and then I have to go back and change everything to past tense. Usually at which point I discover that I hate what I've written and have to start all over again.

I don't even like READING things in present tense!
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Sunday, December 7th, 2008

Subject:On Reading
Time:4:42 pm.
Mood: contemplative.
"The best moments in reading are when you come across something; a thought, a feeling, a way of looking at things--that you'd thought special, particular to you. And here it is...set down by someone else, a person you've never met. Maybe even someone long dead. And it's as if a hand has come out and taken yours."

Hector in The History Boys
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Wednesday, November 12th, 2008

Subject:Seriously?
Time:5:46 pm.
Mood: annoyed.
This is ridiculous. I was watching it get dark on my drive home from school. Now there is no sunlight left outside and we haven't even reached drink o'clock. I should be studying, but all I can think is that it's probably almost bedtime.

I am never going to survive this winter.
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Tuesday, October 7th, 2008

Subject:Novel Update
Time:8:11 pm.
Never a Son is off with another agent. This is a smaller operation; one woman who replied to my query within a few hours and had me send off the whole manuscript via email, sans cover letter, synopsis or bio. I'm hoping this is a good sign (fewer hoops to jump through = more personal = not getting lost amid an overwhelming slush-pile) but I definitely don't want to get my hopes up on attempt number three.

Oh screw it, I'm excited. Whaddya want from me?
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