Just spent the afternoon in the grass. reading a good book, drinking earl grey tea, and sleeping in the sunshine on Logan Square. It is becoming very clear that I could get a little too comfortable with my lack of a routine/any responsibility this summer.
Sarah:I don't know how doctors who specialize in infectious disease make it through the day. I mean, I would always think I was contracting some fatal illness.
Julia:Yeah, my friend was telling me about how every time she walks by a dead bird or rat, all she can think about is all the diseases that are growing in it. Shit, since I started med school, I can't even touch a door knob without thinking about germs.
Me:Well, I bite my nails, so my immune system is strong, like an ox.
Julia (in reference to my thyroid problem):Yeah, so strong that it's killing you.
Me:If I'm ever a comedian, I am going to recount this story in a bit called "Med students are dicks."
I read somewhere that if you shake a jar of nuts of various sizes, the biggest nuts (hey, don’t laugh, this is science) rise to the top. I don’t know if this is true, but if I can verify it, I want to write an economics paper in which this fact is relevant.