This is from the doctor who runs the family medicine clerkship at my med school, regarding the test I'm taking on Friday (for which I have been studying for the past two weeks):

"This exam is 2hrs 10 min, 100 items and it is miserable. I will apologize in advance... You CANNOT study for this examination... The broad scope of topics and the detailed nature of the tested material make this examination a poor measure of the knowledge and experience you will gain on this clerkship."

F***ERS.

I'm reading a scene/day of King Lear. Tomorrow I start marathon training. Drew and I have vowed to cut down on our evening cocktails (although when I read him the statement from the clerkship director (above) he said "Great! Let's go drink!"). I think certain people in my family (big sister, aunt, uncle) are getting swine flu.

We watched baseball last night with a straight couple -- a friend from school and her fiance. I admit that, although I do love baseball, I haven't been a regular-season fan for a few years and don't really have much affection for either playoff team. And there was alcohol there. So most of my commentary was with regards to players' bubble butts and hairstyles. I don't think the fiance appreciated that very much. He kept flipping between baseball and college football -- a sport I know absolutely nothing about. I found it amusing, though, watching them run head-on towards the opposite team and then try to avoid being tackled. Something about it just really entertained me and I kept giggling at every play. Again... probably not that well-received by the fiance. He's a nice guy. A very serious sports fan, though. We were warned that he curses and screams and generally gets worked up. He turned on me at one point when I was taunting him re: the Yankees crappy pitching. Then when I mentioned that Andy Pettite is cute he pretended I didn't say anything. The whole room was ignoring me, actually.

It's very hard for me to continue studying now that I've basically been told it's completely pointless.