Rihanna ft. Young Jeezy- Hard
Runway never looked so clear,
With the hottest bitch in heels right here!
Gratuitous photo part Time to Hit the Books!
6 tests, a paper, and a simulated patient exam all by December 9th. So that explains why I don’t post much anymore and don’t have many fun event photos! Today I’m on renal/cardiac function, should be fun… Hopping across the street to get thai iced tea and then it’s business time.
Pregnancy (according to my infectious disease professor).
NOT SHOCKED BUT AWED President Barack Obama addressed U.S. soldiers stationed at Osan Air Base in Seoul Thursday. During his visit, Mr. Obama said the U.S. and its allies are discussing possible new penalties against Iran for refusing to halt its nuclear program. (Photo: Saul Loeb / AFP-Getty via the Wall St. Journal)
These kinds of photos always strike me. Where 10 years ago we’d see an audience of people attending to the amazing moment they were witnessing, I now see an audience of people taking photos so they can show their friends and family just how close they were to the action. And yet, they are completely missing it. Most of them are looking at their screens, not at the man of the moment.
We are so separated from even our own experiences sometimes, I wonder if it’s fair that we report what we only half paid attention to in an attempt to document it?
It was straight out of the 50s. He’s in town for business, so he asked me nearly a month in advance. I talked to him tonight and he said reservations were already set at a very good place just down the street. I was quite impressed: it’s not his town and he had everything lined up. He had perfect manners: held the door, stood up when I did, asked what I wanted and ordered for me. I know some girls might hate that and find it antiquated, but I loved it and found it very thoughtful.
We had our first date months ago when he was last in town and it was the same thing. He was a duck out of water, yet managed to pick the best restaurant in the neighborhood. Honestly, it takes a quite a lot to make me nervous about my manners.
So I rewarded him and invited him up to my patio. We stopped at the grocery store to grab the makings of smores, and then spent a few hours outside roasting marshmellows by the fire. Honestly I can’t think of a better date.
I can’t remember the last time someone made me feel so comfortable! Where he didn’t make awkward comments about the cost of the meal or how nice my place is or ask how much my rent is (why???) or push sex on me or have no capacity for conversation!
The kiss was great too. I guess we’ll have our 3rd date in another few months…
I literally cannot think of anything else.
I have the worst compulsion to say every personal interpolation that comes to mind in a conversation. For example: someone mentions a piece of artwork at Le Centre Pompidou and, though it really is irrelevant, I simply must inform them that ‘I used to live 2 blocks away!” It has nothing to do with the art and serves nothing to the conversation excepting a complete derailment of topic and making me sound a bit pompidous myself. What would be worthwhile is some sort of comment about the artist, the museum, really anything actually related to the subject!
I do this constantly with people. I know people who live everywhere and have traveled quite a bit. So if you went to Such and Such University, of course “you must know my 6th cousin Nesbit (who I’ve only met once anyway)!”
It is such bad manners and I’m working hard to curb useless vocalization of my internal monologue and actually contribute something worthwhile to the conversation. Like the fact that I had an amazing 5 course dinner at the restaurant on top of the Pompidou. Oh wait…
Do you notice when others do this? Do you notice yourself doing it?
Dan: You better come early cause if last year was any indication, all I’ll be teaching people that night is how to lose the ability to pronounce words with more than one syllable.
