<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147568</id><updated>2011-07-08T01:35:52.676-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Brundlefly's Lair</title><subtitle type='html'>"We're not alone in the universe - we have each other."</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brundlefly.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brundlefly.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>brundlefly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084946956270188301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>197</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147568.post-108327872004249938</id><published>2004-04-29T18:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-29T18:49:21.483-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hello blogland. Guess what! I made a livejournal. A couple people said I should, and I guess I'm a sheep. I like the friends feature which lets me read friends' blogs all on one page. So that means all the people who's blogs I read but who aren't yet on LJ should go there. Or something. Heck, I dunno - I just wanted to try something different. And I had some time between surgery lectures last </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/108327872004249938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/108327872004249938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brundlefly.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108327872004249938' title=''/><author><name>brundlefly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084946956270188301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147568.post-107185333832888772</id><published>2003-12-19T12:02:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T15:04:57.543-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Found this intriguing over at d's blog...1. Give me a nickname and explain why you picked it.2. When and how did we first meet?3. What was your first impression?4. Do you still think that way about me now?5. What do you think my weakness is?6. What makes me happy?7. What makes me sad?8. What reminds you of me?9. If you could give me anything what would it be?10. How well do you know me?11. When's</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/107185333832888772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/107185333832888772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brundlefly.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107185333832888772' title=''/><author><name>brundlefly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084946956270188301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147568.post-107052038625743240</id><published>2003-12-04T01:46:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T15:04:43.715-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So D wanted to take the Buffy Character quiz, and guess what!Giles "You should never be cowed by authority. Except, of course, in this instance, where I am clearly right and you are clearly wrong."What "Buffy" Character Are You?;-)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/107052038625743240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/107052038625743240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brundlefly.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107052038625743240' title=''/><author><name>brundlefly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084946956270188301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147568.post-107048556672457900</id><published>2003-12-03T16:06:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T15:04:23.810-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Doing patient write-ups has got to be one of the most irritating things ever. The funny thing is, I didn't always think so. Interestingly, I seem to have moved beyond the "doing homework" mentality. I guess I never was all that thorough, and I am not longer in the mood to make it look like I am.I am about to conclude that linear reasoning is a figment of the human imagination. I try to write one </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/107048556672457900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/107048556672457900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brundlefly.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107048556672457900' title=''/><author><name>brundlefly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084946956270188301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147568.post-107029936004555197</id><published>2003-12-01T12:22:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T15:03:28.842-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So, D and I return from Thanksgiving, a successful trip in which family was met, assumtions were examined, and minds were rested. My family extends outward from the biological.My grandmother was in the hospital for the entirety of our visit, which was, at least at first very frightening. Not to mention disappointing, because the last place I wanted to be while on break from med school was in the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/107029936004555197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/107029936004555197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brundlefly.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107029936004555197' title=''/><author><name>brundlefly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084946956270188301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147568.post-106986922738684770</id><published>2003-11-26T12:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-26T12:55:22.233-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am... Jenny Calendar "You think the realm of the mystical is limited to ancient texts and relics? That bad old science made the magic go away?"What "Buffy" Character Are You?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/106986922738684770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/106986922738684770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brundlefly.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106986922738684770' title=''/><author><name>brundlefly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084946956270188301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147568.post-106952319762116445</id><published>2003-11-22T12:46:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T15:02:01.987-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, it's studying-for-the-shelf time, which also means I'll probably be blogging more often. OTOH, I don't have much time to study, so maybe not. I saw "The Shawshank Redemption" last night for the first time. I haven't cried so hard in a while! It reminded me of the time I watched "Grave of the Fireflies" in middle school. I've never liked the idea of prisons, and now I like it even less. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/106952319762116445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/106952319762116445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brundlefly.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106952319762116445' title=''/><author><name>brundlefly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084946956270188301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147568.post-106710875648843697</id><published>2003-10-25T15:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-25T15:06:13.790-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>And the update...I'm doing psychiatry!For the future: *angst* Is this what I want to do forever and ever?For the present: I finally have real evenings and weekends! *joy*...And yet joy tempered with the realization that I have somehow forgotten how to enjoy free time properly. But I am up for re-learning! And Dave's parents are in town this week. I will meet them tomorrow. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/106710875648843697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/106710875648843697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brundlefly.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106710875648843697' title=''/><author><name>brundlefly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084946956270188301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147568.post-106710850172678329</id><published>2003-10-25T15:01:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T15:01:16.303-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>In the last few years, I have made the transition from semi-mindlessly (albeit analytically) living my life from day-to-day to seeing it with a more critical eye, wondering what I want my life as a whole to be and wondering whether my current activities are accomplishing those ends. In neither of these states have I been particularly content with the present, choosing rather to relive the past (</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/106710850172678329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/106710850172678329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brundlefly.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106710850172678329' title=''/><author><name>brundlefly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084946956270188301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147568.post-106434987009045464</id><published>2003-09-23T16:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-23T16:44:29.796-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Morpheus ?? Which Of The Greek Gods Are You ?? brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/106434987009045464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/106434987009045464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brundlefly.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106434987009045464' title=''/><author><name>brundlefly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084946956270188301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147568.post-106319922549620181</id><published>2003-09-10T09:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-10T09:07:21.456-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>workin' the night shiftSo apparently I start OBGYN with a week of nights. Tonight I go to work at 6PM and finish at 9 the next morning. Rinse and repeat. This wouldn't seem so scary if i weren't so clueless about what I'm supposed to do on the floor so far!  LOL, do on the floor. That sounds rather funny out of context.Oh well, for now I'm going to try preparing the oral presentation I'm </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/106319922549620181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/106319922549620181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brundlefly.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106319922549620181' title=''/><author><name>brundlefly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084946956270188301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147568.post-106194806440794627</id><published>2003-08-26T21:34:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T15:00:14.084-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>this voicemail has come unstuck in timeAs a follow-up to my previous paragraph about contacting D, it turns out that he called me last Thursday. The voice mail did not reach my phone until just now, presumably due to last week's power outages. How bizarre.So it was my intern's last day on my team today. I will miss working with him - he was quite cool. Tomorrow is my last day of properly being a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/106194806440794627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/106194806440794627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brundlefly.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106194806440794627' title=''/><author><name>brundlefly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084946956270188301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147568.post-106186057305552176</id><published>2003-08-25T21:16:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T14:58:58.105-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>after the ballSo. Now I'm at the end of my first rotation. And I have received a kick-ass evaluation, as I know because my intern showed me. Woohoo!  My fellow members of the medical workforce seem to generally be in agreement that I will become a good doctor. This fact is very encouraging to me, who was so worried about life on the wards. Who knew that getting my head out of the books would be a</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/106186057305552176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/106186057305552176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brundlefly.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106186057305552176' title=''/><author><name>brundlefly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084946956270188301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147568.post-106062502162093825</id><published>2003-08-11T14:03:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T14:56:10.484-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>nighttime sharpens, hightens each sensationSo I'm at work now - I actually found a computer that had a password in it! Cool! Anyway, I had a nice party this past Friday. Thanks to all who came. Faces and Names is definitely somewhere I will visit again. I didn't have a terribly clear memory of it before, just that I had enjoyed Cheryl's party there a couple of years ago. Now I figure, since she's</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/106062502162093825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/106062502162093825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brundlefly.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106062502162093825' title=''/><author><name>brundlefly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084946956270188301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147568.post-105918049231318979</id><published>2003-07-25T20:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-25T20:50:10.986-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's so sad - at my new hospital assignment, computer access is restricted. I can only visit sites preapproved by the department. Therefore, no blogging at work for me. :-(On the other hand, I'm technically working right now, even though I am at home. I am on overnight call, but the ER has been slow, so my intern instructed me to go home and he will page me when someone comes in. This is </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/105918049231318979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/105918049231318979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brundlefly.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105918049231318979' title=''/><author><name>brundlefly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084946956270188301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147568.post-105711413803169362</id><published>2003-07-01T22:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-01T22:48:57.943-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, if communicating by blog is going to be the way to go......can we say "shock and awe"?Yeah, I guess I like that phrase a little too much.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/105711413803169362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/105711413803169362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brundlefly.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105711413803169362' title=''/><author><name>brundlefly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084946956270188301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147568.post-105611943469405402</id><published>2003-06-20T10:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-20T10:30:34.670-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>choose your own crusadeRevalation of the day: Patients don't necessarily *want* Drs. to be interested in their personal life. But...  what about ICM?I am frustrated because I feel pressured to collect certain information and pressured not to collect it, simultaneously. Some of the pressure to collect it was coming from within, I admit. I guess I was so shocked by the lack of personal interest </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/105611943469405402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/105611943469405402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brundlefly.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105611943469405402' title=''/><author><name>brundlefly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084946956270188301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147568.post-105604127614014931</id><published>2003-06-19T12:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-19T12:49:32.010-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The music of the... respirator?I may have to make some sort of electronic found-sound thing with the respirator down the hall. It has definitely been soundtracking my day today, after I was introduced to it yesterday when performing a procedure on the patient connected to it. It is just a couple of doors down, and it makes all these little musical beeps depdending on how the patient is </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/105604127614014931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/105604127614014931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brundlefly.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105604127614014931' title=''/><author><name>brundlefly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084946956270188301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147568.post-105586959548260410</id><published>2003-06-17T13:06:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T14:54:04.177-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Part of the furnitureThis is my second day of clerkship...and I'm sorta on lunch break. Most everyone else is loitering in the conference room over drug rep-provided chinese food, but I, after finishing my food, am seeking brief respite from people before I return to the floor to figure out what I'm doing next. After yesterday, I went to dinner and then camped on my bed for a while to try to read</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/105586959548260410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/105586959548260410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brundlefly.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105586959548260410' title=''/><author><name>brundlefly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084946956270188301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147568.post-105524936117756811</id><published>2003-06-10T08:49:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-10T08:55:32.390-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'll Never Tell.... Which Buffy Musical Song Are You? brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/105524936117756811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/105524936117756811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brundlefly.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105524936117756811' title=''/><author><name>brundlefly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084946956270188301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147568.post-105524935308251736</id><published>2003-06-10T08:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-10T08:55:24.296-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>We got back from the DR last night - it was awesome!! Absolutely the best part for me was the scenery. Our hotel was georgeous, with beautiful buildings and gardens and pool, and the ocean was amazing. We also went on a snorkeling trip one morning and saw great fish. I could totally hang in the water all day, watching them, perhaps waiting for a photo-op. The food was really interesting, with a</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/105524935308251736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/105524935308251736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brundlefly.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105524935308251736' title=''/><author><name>brundlefly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084946956270188301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147568.post-95224173</id><published>2003-06-03T01:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-03T01:14:50.976-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm done with my board exam.....weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/95224173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/95224173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brundlefly.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95224173' title=''/><author><name>brundlefly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084946956270188301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147568.post-94928124</id><published>2003-05-27T01:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-27T01:56:34.176-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>LN! You have a blog!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/94928124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/94928124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brundlefly.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94928124' title=''/><author><name>brundlefly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084946956270188301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147568.post-94863912</id><published>2003-05-25T12:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-25T12:45:08.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Uuh, I seem to have broken the "edit" link with my previous post, so I'm starting over.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/94863912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/94863912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brundlefly.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94863912' title=''/><author><name>brundlefly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084946956270188301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147568.post-94863875</id><published>2003-05-25T12:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-25T12:38:57.966-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the vocal chords!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/94863875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/94863875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brundlefly.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94863875' title=''/><author><name>brundlefly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084946956270188301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147568.post-94342574</id><published>2003-05-14T14:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-14T14:50:21.233-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"I bring you Beeeach! I bring you suuuuun!"We've finally booked our vacation! Yippeee! We'll be going here on June 4! Envy us. ;-)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/94342574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/94342574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brundlefly.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94342574' title=''/><author><name>brundlefly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084946956270188301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147568.post-94281789</id><published>2003-05-13T15:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-13T15:16:51.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My time of day...So it's finally time to study for the boards. My life as a student in a classroom is over - well, mostly. Now that classes have ended, I've been transferring my schedule from my printed class calendar back to my PDA. I feel so organized now! The trick is to stop listing and start doing. I've started off slowly by studying biochem... a little DNA replication, a little protein </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/94281789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/94281789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brundlefly.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94281789' title=''/><author><name>brundlefly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084946956270188301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147568.post-93725217</id><published>2003-05-03T20:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-03T20:20:13.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>nostalgiaBTW - It's FOUNDER'S DAY!  ...I wanted to go so badly this year...but couldn't, obviously. I'm SO THERE next year. Book me an alumnae house room - here I come....But I spent a while at the Scarsdale library yesterday, and the landscaping there reminded me vividly of the way the hill next to sunset lake has looked on Founder's Day in the past (and probably looked today...) - like </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/93725217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/93725217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brundlefly.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#93725217' title=''/><author><name>brundlefly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084946956270188301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147568.post-93724877</id><published>2003-05-03T20:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-03T20:14:24.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>study, study, study...It's that time again, boys and girls. Our ICM final exam was Friday, and today I went to Mt. Sinai for my clinical skills evaluation, in which I interviewed and examined a patient and received immediate feedback from the patient and an observer. From the feedback I received, it appears that, (presumably because it's the thing that initially stressed me out the most) I have </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/93724877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/93724877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brundlefly.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#93724877' title=''/><author><name>brundlefly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084946956270188301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147568.post-93119588</id><published>2003-04-23T12:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-04-23T12:20:06.663-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So Dave is back from England and it seems we're actually going to do this vacation thing! How exciting! Now we just need some quality time in front of the computer to pick a package. Anyone with some good experiences to guide us to a location? The idea is beach, snorkeling, blue water, nice cocktails, that sort of thing. :)BTW, I have no idea why most of my previous post is coming out in bold. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/93119588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/93119588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brundlefly.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#93119588' title=''/><author><name>brundlefly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084946956270188301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147568.post-93033176</id><published>2003-04-22T03:25:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T12:43:26.740-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>more songs!Ok, so after an evening of cool hanging out and shopping, K and I ended up at The Duplex with Mike and Dan. Does Dan have a blog?There were some great people there to watch. :)  I sang "Hold On" from The Secret Garden, and then, when I was on my way out, the pianist called me up to sing "Somwehere That's Green"! Does that mean I'm a regular now?So - the updated list...Performed:</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/93033176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/93033176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brundlefly.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#93033176' title=''/><author><name>brundlefly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084946956270188301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147568.post-92902285</id><published>2003-04-19T16:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-04-19T16:37:59.403-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Another day at thelibrary,thisoneduring spring break. Another Computer with a broken spacebar...  lovely. To briefly summarize, the Seder chez Bartow was very nice and friendly. I got to try a lot of traditional foods that I'd never had before, both at the dinner and in the morning. I spent a while with Jay and Trudi friday, playing Zelda and watching Harry Potter :) Then I went home and had a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/92902285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/92902285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brundlefly.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92902285' title=''/><author><name>brundlefly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084946956270188301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147568.post-92783441</id><published>2003-04-17T11:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-04-17T11:55:15.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>another night out!Last night I met up with Jaye and Mike (and the many others!) at Pub Night. This week, it was in a lovely little joint in the West Village called The Art Bar, whose ambiance and reasonable prices I definitely appreciated. It was decorated in deep, rich colors and the lounge in the back was full of comfy-looking couches and even contained a working fireplace. I sampled Mike and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/92783441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/92783441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brundlefly.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92783441' title=''/><author><name>brundlefly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084946956270188301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147568.post-92721124</id><published>2003-04-16T11:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-04-16T11:51:14.590-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>And the Winner Is...Actually it was a tie. The boy peeps (in their majestic white) and the girl peeps (in their sprightly pink) speared one another with equal skill and grace - that is to say, approximately none. Unfortunately, most of the action was hidden from view, as my microwave has no light!...And so the Vocal Chords Peep Jousting Event was reduced to some simple drinking and the eating </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/92721124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/92721124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brundlefly.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92721124' title=''/><author><name>brundlefly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084946956270188301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147568.post-92674422</id><published>2003-04-15T17:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-04-15T17:30:39.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Beery Restlessness...Ever since ICON a couple of weeks ago, I have felt as if I were already on vacation. This is not so good, as I have a lot of work to do, but I have had some good times while studiously not working. At the moment, for instance, I have been sitting at a computer all afternoon, reading blogs and comics and various info...  and not to worry, I have gone out a bunch as well :)  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/92674422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/92674422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brundlefly.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92674422' title=''/><author><name>brundlefly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084946956270188301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147568.post-92582382</id><published>2003-04-14T09:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-04-14T09:59:57.576-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>We only have 6 days of lecture left! I am sitting in a conference that's starting late (apparently), and that's the topic of conversation circulating the room. As well it might. To me, at least, it's scary shit. Eeps!The weekend was pretty cool - a nice Friday night dinner, Saturday at the NYPL and shopping (and drinking and singing) in the village with Dave...  Sunday visiting with Dana - ok, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/92582382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/92582382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brundlefly.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92582382' title=''/><author><name>brundlefly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084946956270188301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147568.post-91562954</id><published>2003-03-28T14:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-28T14:53:11.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It is such a beautiful day!  Pt II *And where am I? In Dave's office, anticipating driving to Stonybrook this evening for the opening of ICON! My mystery illness (which turned out to be a nasty strep A infection), has been mostly cleared by amoxicillin. I was still febrile when I performed the male genitourinary exam, but it was pretty cool, actually. My hand was in a place that few hands may go</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/91562954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/91562954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brundlefly.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#91562954' title=''/><author><name>brundlefly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084946956270188301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147568.post-91181908</id><published>2003-03-22T10:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-22T10:51:48.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It is such a beautiful day!And where am I? At home. At home, at home, at home, trying to get over my mystery illness that has swollen lymph nodes to the size of tennis balls and given me a very heavy-feeling body and a large-feeing head and a raw-feeling throat and this weird white object in my tonsillar crypt. My illness deserves a run-on sentence, goddammit! I will appease my illness so that </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/91181908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/91181908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brundlefly.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#91181908' title=''/><author><name>brundlefly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084946956270188301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147568.post-89202519</id><published>2003-02-16T16:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-16T16:37:05.130-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Everyone, click here and simply click on the link to help fund mammograms.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/89202519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/89202519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brundlefly.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#89202519' title=''/><author><name>brundlefly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084946956270188301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147568.post-89202433</id><published>2003-02-16T16:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-16T16:36:15.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>...And a time to relaxThis morning was so nice - waking up around nine (having flopped into bed exhausted at midnight) and watching an old Superman movie on the SciFi channel over brunch. This is turning out to be pretty much a complete day off for me, which I think I have been needing. I am planning to hit the gym shortly, and then retire back into movie watching bliss. The only reason I feel</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/89202433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/89202433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brundlefly.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#89202433' title=''/><author><name>brundlefly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084946956270188301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147568.post-88534227</id><published>2003-02-04T10:26:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T13:48:21.455-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A time to cramI just awoke from a dream that Jaye had a birthday party tonight in a bar somewhere in Manhattan - it was in some creepy dark alley, actually, and difficult to find until an old drunk pointed me in the right direction. (I was dreaming into the future, you see - in my dream it was already the night before my exam...) I entered the bar, spotted Jaye and grabbed a seat, just as a lot </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/88534227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/88534227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brundlefly.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#88534227' title=''/><author><name>brundlefly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084946956270188301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147568.post-88519041</id><published>2003-02-04T01:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-04T10:27:37.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Who needs sleep?I should go to sleeeep! ...And instead I'm sitting here at the computer, yet again.Well, perhaps this bout of surfing, typing, reading email, and editing my blog template will somewhat steel me against doing a significant amount of the same tomorrow. I consider this evening of studying somewhat, at least, of a success. Though I still feel woefully underprepared for the exam, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/88519041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/88519041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brundlefly.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#88519041' title=''/><author><name>brundlefly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084946956270188301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147568.post-88477972</id><published>2003-02-03T11:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-03T11:32:14.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>African JigsawOk, I was wrong. Our test is in the afternoon. This is good for this particular test, but bad for the other which is Wednesday morning. For real, in the morning this time. So I will be going insane starting tonight and ending Wednesday, at which point I will have a lot of drinks! (I hope)Speaking of drinks, I had the fun experience of a margarita crawl the other night. Dave and I</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/88477972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/88477972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brundlefly.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#88477972' title=''/><author><name>brundlefly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084946956270188301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147568.post-88435704</id><published>2003-02-02T16:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-03T11:42:36.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A relationship themeOnce again, I post for procrastination. Tomorrow morning we have a Pulmonary Exam, so, like clockwork, I run to the computer. In fact, not only am I blogging now, but I just spent the last few minutes reading over my entries since last July. It's relatively sparse reading, especially given a recent experience I had of reading excerpts from my high school journal aloud to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/88435704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/88435704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brundlefly.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#88435704' title=''/><author><name>brundlefly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084946956270188301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147568.post-88013876</id><published>2003-01-25T14:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-25T14:04:25.626-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's back to the NY Public library. Theophylline can have GI side effects, as well as more dangerous ones: cardiac arrhythmias, seizures. These are thought to be related to its PDE inhibition as well as its adenoside receptor antagonism (alters cerebral bloodflow). That's a note to myself in case I forget when I go back to the other room and continue studying asthma pharmacology. With my new </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/88013876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/88013876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brundlefly.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#88013876' title=''/><author><name>brundlefly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084946956270188301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147568.post-86954885</id><published>2003-01-05T03:20:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T13:45:22.864-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Look! I'm typing!I really shouldn't be, though - I should be sleeping. I'll be doing that momentarily. For now, an update:I returned from Christmas safely, and with a bit of money with which to shop, when I have a chance (and some nifty gifts, too, of course). I enjoyed seeing my family. My emotional state was a decided improvement on the one of last Christmas vacation.I went to a new year's eve </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/86954885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/86954885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brundlefly.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#86954885' title=''/><author><name>brundlefly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084946956270188301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147568.post-86645012</id><published>2002-12-28T22:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-12-28T22:21:20.363-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What Type of Villain are You?mutedfaith.com / &lt;º&gt;</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/86645012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/86645012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brundlefly.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#86645012' title=''/><author><name>brundlefly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084946956270188301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147568.post-86384715</id><published>2002-12-22T00:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-12-22T00:05:43.870-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, apparently I'm writing from holiday to holiday. Now it's Christmas. As I sit here waiting for about 4 web pages to load, I am reminded of why I don't miss dialup connections. I am having a nice time so far here in Alabama. I find I have a lot of interesting things to say, but nothing I really care to commit to the viewing public. So I'll content myself with being interested inside my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/86384715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/86384715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brundlefly.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#86384715' title=''/><author><name>brundlefly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084946956270188301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147568.post-85332161</id><published>2002-12-01T10:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-12-01T10:17:29.746-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, Thanksgiving holiday is coming to an end - I thought I'd make an appearance. I am getting ready to escort my brother to the airport with my dad and stepfather. After that we plan to walk into church late to catch the end. Bill places a lot of sentimental value on seeing "the children", for whom he regularly prays, in church with him. I guess I'm still one of the children. ;-) I don't set </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/85332161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/85332161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brundlefly.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#85332161' title=''/><author><name>brundlefly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084946956270188301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147568.post-84662513</id><published>2002-11-17T10:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-11-17T10:51:10.626-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Which hollow, empty lie are you? brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/84662513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/84662513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brundlefly.blogspot.com/2002_11_01_archive.html#84662513' title=''/><author><name>brundlefly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084946956270188301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147568.post-84648533</id><published>2002-11-17T00:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-11-17T00:21:24.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Why are my archives only appearing back to July of this year? It is somewhat worrying, as I quite like the occasional nostalgia. Ok, question for the Brit(s) in the audience. I once heard that, in England, when you say something is "quite x", it actually means "just a little bit x" instead of "very x", as I know it to mean here in the US. Is this true? Am I causing people (from) across the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/84648533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/84648533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brundlefly.blogspot.com/2002_11_01_archive.html#84648533' title=''/><author><name>brundlefly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084946956270188301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147568.post-84608255</id><published>2002-11-15T23:40:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T13:42:55.561-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ok, taking another break. As the evening wears on, I have to keep fresh... Only one more set of conference questions to go, though, and I will have done tonight what I set out to do. Well, almost. I will have gone though all the conference questions and written notes on the answers I want to have prepared (we will be asked on the exam to write up three of them at random as essays). This will </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/84608255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/84608255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brundlefly.blogspot.com/2002_11_01_archive.html#84608255' title=''/><author><name>brundlefly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084946956270188301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147568.post-84456247</id><published>2002-11-12T23:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-11-12T23:59:12.133-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I've been told I sound depressed in the below entry. Actually, I'm feeling fairly perky, though I suppose it could just be all the caffeine. ;-)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/84456247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/84456247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brundlefly.blogspot.com/2002_11_01_archive.html#84456247' title=''/><author><name>brundlefly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084946956270188301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147568.post-84455886</id><published>2002-11-12T23:50:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T13:42:12.154-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's been quite a while. I don't really feel like playing catch-up, but I do feel like typing something other than my neuro paper. It's almost done! I have the entire substance of the paper intact - there's just one section that needs a little reworking. For some reason, at this time of night, the verbal part of my brain starts to break. How is it that I stayed up so late so many times writing </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/84455886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/84455886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brundlefly.blogspot.com/2002_11_01_archive.html#84455886' title=''/><author><name>brundlefly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084946956270188301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147568.post-82026092</id><published>2002-09-23T23:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-09-23T23:04:10.790-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I have grown weary of blogging, it seems. My computer is working better, but I'm not totally relying on it yet. However, I think it wasn't such a bad thing not to be so very connected from my room. I got more stuff done when I wasn't spending time blogging, reading blogs, reading webcomics, reading list mail, etc etc...  And my room became my own quiet space, not to be disturbed by ICQ or AIM at </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/82026092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/82026092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brundlefly.blogspot.com/2002_09_01_archive.html#82026092' title=''/><author><name>brundlefly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084946956270188301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147568.post-81391168</id><published>2002-09-10T00:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-09-10T00:45:33.510-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Since my computer's still messed up, I'm not posting much, but I am reading blogs from time to time. After seeing Dana's, I had to take this quiz...Mysterious and a scholar, you are a member of the Tremere clan. You are pretty loyal to your clan, well, you sort of have to...especially since you are blood-bonded to most of them. You are the intelligentsia of the Camarilla and are fascinated </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/81391168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/81391168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brundlefly.blogspot.com/2002_09_01_archive.html#81391168' title=''/><author><name>brundlefly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084946956270188301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147568.post-80855002</id><published>2002-08-28T23:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-08-28T23:54:33.263-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I could have told ya this...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/80855002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/80855002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brundlefly.blogspot.com/2002_08_01_archive.html#80855002' title=''/><author><name>brundlefly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084946956270188301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147568.post-80854660</id><published>2002-08-28T23:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-08-28T23:46:13.473-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>*sigh*I have been in a really good mood this week, up until now. Shouldn't I blog my cheer as well as my depression? Well, too bad. I don't know if I can put my feelings into words right now, but I guess I'll describe the events. I attended a "med school/grad school mixer" this evening. Given the title "mixer", I was expecting a nice, sedate party. However, when I arrived, I found darkness and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/80854660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/80854660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brundlefly.blogspot.com/2002_08_01_archive.html#80854660' title=''/><author><name>brundlefly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084946956270188301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147568.post-80779230</id><published>2002-08-27T11:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-08-27T11:35:49.403-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, I think my computer's problem is the processor. This sucks, since in order to find this out I reformatted the HD, losing some data I would rather not have lost. I hope I didn't lose even more than that. I brought my back-up disk here to the computer lab to make sure the computer here could read it, but the case was empty! Now I am afraid that I might have accidentally copied over it. *fear*</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/80779230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/80779230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brundlefly.blogspot.com/2002_08_01_archive.html#80779230' title=''/><author><name>brundlefly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084946956270188301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147568.post-80654970</id><published>2002-08-24T10:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-08-24T10:52:08.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ok, my computer is totlly f*cked. :p Apparently, it had both hardware and software issues. I am trying to fix the software before I get the replacement part in the mail on the off chance that the software is the entire problem and I don't have to spend hundreds on hardware. I don't think it's that simple, tho. :-(So...computer hardship explains most of my non-blogging of late. Also trying to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/80654970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/80654970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brundlefly.blogspot.com/2002_08_01_archive.html#80654970' title=''/><author><name>brundlefly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084946956270188301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147568.post-80480172</id><published>2002-08-20T12:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-08-20T12:26:39.010-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Oooooo! From Dillon's lj, I have just discovered that a new Miyazaki film comes out Sept 20! It looks wonderful. Spirited Away trailer</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/80480172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/80480172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brundlefly.blogspot.com/2002_08_01_archive.html#80480172' title=''/><author><name>brundlefly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084946956270188301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147568.post-80433394</id><published>2002-08-19T12:21:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T13:35:13.244-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>How to orchestrate life? How to balance between planning the future and enjoying the moment? I feel so useles somehow, just sitting lamely in front of my computer. Researching the stuff of life - or something. What do I really love in life? I made a list. What do I want to do with this week? Six Flags was so awesome I want to do it again, but it's proabably not a great way to spend my money. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/80433394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/80433394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brundlefly.blogspot.com/2002_08_01_archive.html#80433394' title=''/><author><name>brundlefly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084946956270188301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147568.post-80279177</id><published>2002-08-15T11:40:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T13:34:20.580-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Titles Bore MeThe big day arrives, the day when I would (should?) have been flying to Seattle. What a mind trip. Once again, I think the best bet is to avoid thinking about it. I will concentrate on planning my entertaining drive up to CT, and not playing depressing music on the way. With the Heaven Candlelight mix currently #1, that's harder than it sounds. Eminem can sufficiently divert </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/80279177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/80279177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brundlefly.blogspot.com/2002_08_01_archive.html#80279177' title=''/><author><name>brundlefly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084946956270188301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147568.post-80244857</id><published>2002-08-14T16:28:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T13:33:21.204-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Trying a TitleSo, how does it look? I decided to see what the title trend could do for me. What I really want right now is ice cream to go with my hot tea. I am definitely in the market for things that make the throat feel good. This is turning out to be the most useless day at work yet. I arrived at 1:30, websurfed a little, started writing my required essay for completion of the summer project,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/80244857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/80244857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brundlefly.blogspot.com/2002_08_01_archive.html#80244857' title=''/><author><name>brundlefly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084946956270188301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147568.post-80236505</id><published>2002-08-14T12:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-08-14T12:42:16.776-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's official. I am sick. WaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaWell, at least I don't have to take these stuffy ears on a plane tomorrow.  ... *sob*</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/80236505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/80236505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brundlefly.blogspot.com/2002_08_01_archive.html#80236505' title=''/><author><name>brundlefly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084946956270188301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147568.post-80184254</id><published>2002-08-13T09:52:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T13:31:15.478-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Why must I have all these changes of heart? One day I am content with trying to make my own way in the world, at least for the moment, excited about the prospect of learning new things about myself and how to interact with the world, even feeling successful at starting to do this. The next day I am despondent at having separated myself from something so precious, so valuable, that all I want is </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/80184254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/80184254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brundlefly.blogspot.com/2002_08_01_archive.html#80184254' title=''/><author><name>brundlefly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084946956270188301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147568.post-80153799</id><published>2002-08-12T16:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-08-12T16:53:54.060-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>...Which leads me to ask - how many people can I upset single-handedly in one night? I guess two isn't that many, but I still felt bad. It's pretty much a new thing for me to upset people in these ways. Usually, I am too much of a pushover, but I am trying to assert myself. Raaar!  ...Erm, so if I'm a bitch any time in the near future, bear with me - I'm learning. *sigh* ;-)I finally determined</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/80153799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/80153799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brundlefly.blogspot.com/2002_08_01_archive.html#80153799' title=''/><author><name>brundlefly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084946956270188301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147568.post-80143106</id><published>2002-08-12T12:34:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T13:29:13.239-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The weekend was good and filled with food. LN and I joined Jaye Friday night to watch Rear window on Pier 25. Well, technically we joined her after the movie, but we were all there - we just didn't find her until after. I had seen the film before, but had forgotten how it ends. I definitely was not expecting the "happy" ending.The lady with the pills needed to die. I was also pondering to what </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/80143106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/80143106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brundlefly.blogspot.com/2002_08_01_archive.html#80143106' title=''/><author><name>brundlefly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084946956270188301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147568.post-79992158</id><published>2002-08-08T14:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-08-08T14:43:13.770-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>LN is coming to visit this weekend! Yay! Anyone want to go to Orchard Beach on Saturday?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/79992158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/79992158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brundlefly.blogspot.com/2002_08_01_archive.html#79992158' title=''/><author><name>brundlefly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084946956270188301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147568.post-79991443</id><published>2002-08-08T14:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-08-08T14:24:05.200-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You are 42% geekYou are a geek liaison, which means you go both ways. You can hang out with normal people or you can hang out with geeks which means you often have geeks as friends and/or have a job where you have to mediate between geeks and normal people. This is an important role and one of which you should be proud. In fact, you can make a good deal of money as a translator.				Normal: Tell</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/79991443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/79991443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brundlefly.blogspot.com/2002_08_01_archive.html#79991443' title=''/><author><name>brundlefly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084946956270188301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147568.post-79980760</id><published>2002-08-08T09:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-08-08T09:40:53.536-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It occured to me that permutations of subway riding could easily be turned into metaphors for life. I explored that a little in my head, but I think I'll keep my own version to myself for now. Everyone else can think about their own version, too. ;-)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/79980760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/79980760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brundlefly.blogspot.com/2002_08_01_archive.html#79980760' title=''/><author><name>brundlefly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084946956270188301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147568.post-79980696</id><published>2002-08-08T09:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-08-08T09:42:09.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I forgot to report on my horrid subway ride Tuesday night.It was late, so waits for trains were around 15 minutes. (Or at least it felt about that long.)I got on an uptown 4 - after 2 stops, it went out of service and all the passengers were kicked off.I got on the next uptown 4 - after one stop, it went out of service and all the passengers were kicked off.I got on yet another uptown 4 - I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/79980696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/79980696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brundlefly.blogspot.com/2002_08_01_archive.html#79980696' title=''/><author><name>brundlefly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084946956270188301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147568.post-79903472</id><published>2002-08-06T15:31:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T13:27:12.043-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This is such perfect weather! Never have I enjoyed my morning commute so much. The Cross Island is my friend. It's been a good day - We had bagles, played guitar and danced in the morning group. I worked out that, indeed, I will start running the 12:30 group after Freida leaves. I learned to play Othello with one of the patients. That was cool, but a bit frustrating just because I wanted to let </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/79903472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/79903472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brundlefly.blogspot.com/2002_08_01_archive.html#79903472' title=''/><author><name>brundlefly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084946956270188301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147568.post-79859574</id><published>2002-08-05T16:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-08-05T16:48:03.326-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What to say about this past weekend? I'm too lazy to say much, but maybe I'll fill in more later.I finished the 4th Harry Potter book.I turned 24.I traveled to Atlantic City and was thoroughly awed and disturbed.I became sleep-deprived.I saw Goldmember and ate nifty Japanese food with Jaye.Oh, and I never said anything about trivia on Thursday: we won! Yay! Of course, this was in no way due</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/79859574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/79859574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brundlefly.blogspot.com/2002_08_01_archive.html#79859574' title=''/><author><name>brundlefly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084946956270188301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147568.post-79657639</id><published>2002-07-31T17:13:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T13:24:36.914-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The interval between 5PM and 6:30 PM on Wednesdays is SO LONG. I'm at work at a time when I'm usually going home, and there's nothing perscribed to do, since everyone else is going home. And no pressure to do anything, since there's no one here to see. But I'm trying to get motivated to read a few of the many articles I just copied from the library on substance use in severe mental illness. I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/79657639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/79657639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brundlefly.blogspot.com/2002_07_01_archive.html#79657639' title=''/><author><name>brundlefly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084946956270188301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147568.post-79646972</id><published>2002-07-31T12:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-07-31T17:15:08.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Last night, I went to one of the NY Summer Sings with Jaye and Lisa. It was pretty cool, though some of the more unknown bits of Messiah went by way too fast. If it had been Chuck up there (and if we'd have had the time), we would have just repeated those choruses again. Luckily, Singing through Hallelujah and Worthy is the Lamb will cure most cases of choral blue-balls. :)I finally got a call </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/79646972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/79646972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brundlefly.blogspot.com/2002_07_01_archive.html#79646972' title=''/><author><name>brundlefly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084946956270188301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147568.post-79593447</id><published>2002-07-30T09:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-07-30T09:32:45.033-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Good morning, world. Last night, I slept 10 hours! I guess I was tired. I had pondered going to the beach, and I had pondered doing karaoke, but I actually just went home, had dinner, talked on the phone, read Harry Potter, and went to sleep. At about 9:30. So weird. I still want to visit Orchard Beach, but I'm not sure when I'll do it. Erica's birthday party is this friday night, and I think I'm</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/79593447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/79593447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brundlefly.blogspot.com/2002_07_01_archive.html#79593447' title=''/><author><name>brundlefly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084946956270188301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147568.post-79564580</id><published>2002-07-29T17:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-07-31T17:16:24.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>On Sunday, I went to Church with Matt, and then had lunch with him and a friend of his from Princeton Seminary. Interesting theological discussion, predictably, ensued. Last night, I got all existential and freaked out a little, but then I decided to go jogging, which was really good. That may have been my longest jog ever - but I made it. I went all the way to the 180th St. subway station and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/79564580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/79564580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brundlefly.blogspot.com/2002_07_01_archive.html#79564580' title=''/><author><name>brundlefly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084946956270188301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147568.post-79553482</id><published>2002-07-29T12:28:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T13:23:33.777-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, here I am at work again. It's a little lonlier now, because the other medical student Debra, with whom I'd been hanging out while she was here, finished her internship. I had a message on my cell phone, tho, when I got back from lunch, from her - so I guess she misses me too.The weekend was pretty good. On Friday afternoon I had an interesting talk with D, which led to rather twisted </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/79553482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/79553482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brundlefly.blogspot.com/2002_07_01_archive.html#79553482' title=''/><author><name>brundlefly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084946956270188301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147568.post-79436898</id><published>2002-07-26T09:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-07-26T09:55:48.210-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm sorry. I should be a little more patient. Venting is allowed, but I suppose I question its taste. I will remember this when next I feel the need to vent here. Learning from things is good, right?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/79436898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/79436898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brundlefly.blogspot.com/2002_07_01_archive.html#79436898' title=''/><author><name>brundlefly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084946956270188301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147568.post-79435721</id><published>2002-07-26T09:18:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T13:22:22.489-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>D pulled his post, and now I'm pulling mine. He was very sweet about it. I still think it was ok for me to get angry, just as I think it was ok for him to get angry. I just didn't appreciate the sarcastic tone of the post...  but it's ok. I certainly can't expect to go around hurting pepole and receive no backlash. (3:30 PM)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/79435721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/79435721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brundlefly.blogspot.com/2002_07_01_archive.html#79435721' title=''/><author><name>brundlefly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084946956270188301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147568.post-79395291</id><published>2002-07-25T11:26:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T13:22:02.119-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's strange trying to blog my life now, because so many of my thoughts have to do with the break-up, and I don't feel good about posting them for all to see. It just seems insensitive. So I'll be factual, I suppose.On Tuesday, I had dinner with B. That was pretty cool - we went to a Chinese place in Islip and we got complimentary drinks at the end - it was odd. As usual, B didn't want me to be </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/79395291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/79395291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brundlefly.blogspot.com/2002_07_01_archive.html#79395291' title=''/><author><name>brundlefly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084946956270188301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147568.post-79309610</id><published>2002-07-23T13:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-07-23T13:30:34.253-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>And EK has a rockin' blog as well! Can you tell I'm at a desk today at work...?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/79309610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/79309610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brundlefly.blogspot.com/2002_07_01_archive.html#79309610' title=''/><author><name>brundlefly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084946956270188301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147568.post-79307403</id><published>2002-07-23T12:33:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T13:19:57.429-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yay! K has a blog (see the link ot the left)! Somewhat disturbingly, it has the same template as D's.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/79307403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/79307403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brundlefly.blogspot.com/2002_07_01_archive.html#79307403' title=''/><author><name>brundlefly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084946956270188301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147568.post-79304180</id><published>2002-07-23T11:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-07-23T13:39:31.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Just to clarify, "silly", in my post from yesterday, refers to myself, of course.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/79304180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/79304180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brundlefly.blogspot.com/2002_07_01_archive.html#79304180' title=''/><author><name>brundlefly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084946956270188301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147568.post-79255007</id><published>2002-07-22T09:42:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T13:18:32.263-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I should have known better than to open D's blog at work. I have to admit that after crushing sadness came anger - how dare he upset me at my job? Silly. I tried. I wasn't lying a few posts back when I said I was going to think positively, but it didn't work. If anything, it made me realize how wrong it would be to continue on like that. So now I'm trying to explore, to see what else is out there</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/79255007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/79255007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brundlefly.blogspot.com/2002_07_01_archive.html#79255007' title=''/><author><name>brundlefly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084946956270188301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147568.post-79107998</id><published>2002-07-18T11:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-07-18T11:20:01.480-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Thanks to everyone who contacted me regarding my previous post - I appreciate your good wishes. It was a wonderful reminder of what good friends I have. *hugs to all*More detail is likely forthcoming, but I am holding off on it for now.I finally slept! I actually got 8+ hours of sleep last night - very unusual for a night that's not friday or saturday night. I definitely needed it - and I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/79107998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/79107998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brundlefly.blogspot.com/2002_07_01_archive.html#79107998' title=''/><author><name>brundlefly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084946956270188301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147568.post-79066943</id><published>2002-07-17T11:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-07-17T11:30:51.943-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So much for being positive. *tears hair*</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/79066943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/79066943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brundlefly.blogspot.com/2002_07_01_archive.html#79066943' title=''/><author><name>brundlefly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084946956270188301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147568.post-79022044</id><published>2002-07-16T11:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-07-16T11:48:43.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Where do YOU belong?There definitely need to be some more Ravenclaw characters, don't you think? :)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/79022044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/79022044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brundlefly.blogspot.com/2002_07_01_archive.html#79022044' title=''/><author><name>brundlefly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084946956270188301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147568.post-79019806</id><published>2002-07-16T10:47:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T13:17:55.242-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, here I am - it's D's and my 39 month "anniversary". Sheesh! Can you believe it? I think it's very cute that we're still celebrating these. :) Yesterday, I arranged to go to WA next month to visit camp and drive back across the country with him. I will be at Kirby on our 40th! Hehe.I have made a conscious decision to try to think positively about our relationship. I have experienced in that </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/79019806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/79019806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brundlefly.blogspot.com/2002_07_01_archive.html#79019806' title=''/><author><name>brundlefly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084946956270188301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147568.post-78652534</id><published>2002-07-07T13:23:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T13:17:15.037-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Aw, dammit. I wrote an entry but I guess, since I had logged out on another window, I was logged out. So it wasn't saved :p  Maybe I will repeat some of the info later, but basically, I  am happy since D and I are doing better. Minority report was good last night - I saw it with John. I have finally gotten this page reformatted to my satisfaction, and I wanted to ask the blogging populace whether</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/78652534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/78652534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brundlefly.blogspot.com/2002_07_01_archive.html#78652534' title=''/><author><name>brundlefly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084946956270188301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147568.post-78601920</id><published>2002-07-05T21:41:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T13:16:48.230-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I did, indeed, go to the mall. I went with my coworker, Debra. She is a 4th year medical student from a local school, also interesated in Psychiatry. What she's doing as a 4th year elective here on LI eerily ressembles what I'm doing. *evil laughter* I did indeed visit The Body Shop, but in the end I opted for a Honeysuckle shower gel from Bath and Body Works. For some reason, I have been getting</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/78601920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/78601920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brundlefly.blogspot.com/2002_07_01_archive.html#78601920' title=''/><author><name>brundlefly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084946956270188301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147568.post-78588233</id><published>2002-07-05T12:15:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T13:16:12.405-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hello, world. :)Today is SO gorgeous! I am in a good mood, even though I have to work during this beautiful weather. At least I had a nice drive here and a walk up the sidewalk, past ginko trees, etc. It's nice to work outside the Bronx. Yesterday, I had a very nice time seeing friends at Matt and Anne's gathering in central park and at its eventual migration to Jon's parents'. I think having </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/78588233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/78588233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brundlefly.blogspot.com/2002_07_01_archive.html#78588233' title=''/><author><name>brundlefly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084946956270188301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147568.post-78276507</id><published>2002-06-27T13:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-06-27T13:34:39.063-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I feel exhilarated! I just got back from meeting with a patient - by myself!! Not that I can actually do anything much.. *sigh* so I don't feel terribly productive, but STILL....  It's hard to explain why this makes me so happy - I suppose just that I didn't fumble all around or faint or something...  that we just spoke calmly, etc...  However, she was probably one of the easiest patients to talk</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/78276507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/78276507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brundlefly.blogspot.com/2002_06_01_archive.html#78276507' title=''/><author><name>brundlefly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084946956270188301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147568.post-78183571</id><published>2002-06-25T12:56:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T13:15:03.223-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm baaaaack...  :)"'Cause it feels so empty without me"....?I am at work now, so I can't type much. My lunch is almost over. But I am back in the Bronx, and working at a psych hospital on LI. Oddly, as I type this, I actually start to feel glad to be here. I got back Sunday night, and the last couple of days have not been overly pleasant. It's been tough settling into being by myself. D is in WA</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/78183571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/78183571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brundlefly.blogspot.com/2002_06_01_archive.html#78183571' title=''/><author><name>brundlefly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084946956270188301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147568.post-76616794</id><published>2002-05-16T08:48:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T13:13:38.621-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Predictably, now that exams are over, my blogging has gotten quite a bit les frequent. I will attempt to update... The tests went well, though I found pharm annoying compared to renal, which is cool - like a big puzzle. You have to know all the pieces and fit them together. I think this will become much more important for the renal path course that's starting now. And our pharm lectures for the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/76616794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/76616794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brundlefly.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#76616794' title=''/><author><name>brundlefly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084946956270188301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147568.post-76449515</id><published>2002-05-12T00:44:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T13:12:05.394-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The renal test has come and gone, and so my total has long since been 9/9. The test went fine; as I had heard, it wasn't that difficult. It's a relatively challenging subject for me, however, so I'm glad of all my studying. However, basically this test is just 1/4 of the overall renal test - we didn't even have to pass this to pass the course. Eh, it's not even worth explaining all these </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/76449515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/76449515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brundlefly.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#76449515' title=''/><author><name>brundlefly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084946956270188301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147568.post-76346930</id><published>2002-05-09T12:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T12:57:42.890-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Another day at the NewYork Public Libaray, typing on a computer with a messed-up space bar. D arrivedlast night, so Ineverpostedmy ending totals for the day:Pharm: 5/11Renal: 5/9.I am now close to 6/9, with around 24 hours to go before the exam. Not too bad. Of course, finishing going through the lectures hardlymeans I'm donestudying the material, but that's ok- I thinki have enough time.It's </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/76346930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/76346930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brundlefly.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#76346930' title=''/><author><name>brundlefly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084946956270188301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147568.post-76318515</id><published>2002-05-08T17:56:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T12:56:55.757-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Another workout! Yay!     Today I jogged alone. I took the direction that Anabel and I took last week, but went directly down to the little league fiends instead of going to the park first. That was a more manageable distance for me to jog the whole way. I forgot my radio headphones, but it was ok since I was jogging in new places and therefore had things to look at. Last time, I was talking to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/76318515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/76318515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brundlefly.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#76318515' title=''/><author><name>brundlefly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084946956270188301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147568.post-76313712</id><published>2002-05-08T15:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-05-08T15:14:00.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Woowoo, go me! :)Which Royalty Are You? Find out! By Nishi.And if I were a man....Which Royalty Are You? Find out! By Nishi.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/76313712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3147568/posts/default/76313712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brundlefly.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#76313712' title=''/><author><name>brundlefly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15084946956270188301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
