the second presentation barely happened. i was the last to go out of 4 students (because i had the most complicated patient, so he wanted to save mine for last). there were 2 hours slotted for the entire talk. it was my turn with about 15 minutes to go. i barely said anything, the attending was so busy interrupting me (he interrupted everyone). check two off for the day.
i immediately headed to the neurology conference room for the third presentation of the day, but not before making a bathroom stop. by the time i walked into the room, i was one of the last students to arrive. i was still pulling my papers out of my bag as i was being introduced. i didn't even have time to think about being nervous, and suddenly, i'm presenting and then it was over.
huh.
i came home last night with high hopes of going out and getting good and fired up. erin's in town, and so is soup, and tomorrow's schlarb's birthday. but instead i heated up some leftovers and proceeded to pass out on the couch about 3 times before going to bed at 11pm. i think i exhausted myself this week from sheer worry. that explains why i'm up so early on a saturday.
while tidying up the living room this morning, i found two DVDs that amy had rented from blockbuster... the day after new year's... on my card. FUCK. and they're from the state street blockbuster, which means i have to park and walk. in this snowstorm. FUCK. and they called me about a week and a half ago, to tell me they were going to kill me if i didn't return these soon. i'm so dead.
and one for the road: inauguration protest pics, via metafilter.
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