best surprise ever!

little girl. big car. vroom vroom.

fun with geography

word cloud

I found a site that generates word clouds from your blog. The idea is that the font size reflects the frequency of word usage. Telling, isn't it?

boudoir

I LOVE post-test wkds!! Such an obvious statement but I can't get over it. Continuous drinking + eating + shopping (esp for tote bags and shoes) = happy Jo. I am disturbingly predictable.

Summary of weekend in pictures:





(not pictured: Nine West merlot leather tote)
(also not pictured: Kraft sharp cheddar cheese block, which made up the "cheese" component of the "wine and cheese" night the boys planned.)

The shoes deserve their own story...
After trying them on jokingly at the Max Azria outlet in Allen, I accidentally fell in lust. Who ever thought I'd end up coveting black satin, feathered-and-beaded, 4-inch boudoir stiletto slingbacks? On sale and an additional 30% off to boot! I really did need new black heels, but this was the equivalent of the bad-boy rocker crush: sexy, impractical, wild, and drives you just a little bit insane. We left Allen before I could do any more damage to my credit card, but like any great infatuation, I couldn't stop thinking about them all night... and let's face it, bad-boy rocker crushes are fun. I was never one for the clean-cut type. ;)

Fast forward 2 hours. Post-dinner, back at home. Still thinking about the shoes. While talking to A, she googles them and finds them even cheaper online! (NB: The online description reads "TICKLE YOUR FANCY WITH THESE SATIN BOUDOIR HIGH-HEELED SHOES." I'm not sure I want to tickle my fancy.) We decide it must be fate, and I end up ordering them that very night. These shoes scream "take me home tonight." Will update later on how well that works out (I kid).

This post was made possible by A, who I might let take me home the night I wear the shoes. Bonus points if she is wearing her new sexy soft-as-butter leather biker babe jacket.

random thoughts

It's official. I am a 70-year-old man.

Evidence:
-I wear argyle sweater vests
-I take mid-afternoon naps whenever possible
-I love oatmeal for breakfast
-I will almost always order a dirty martini
-or a Bloody Mary
-or a vodka/gin and tonic
-I eat dinner at 5pm b/c I get too hungry to wait any longer
-don't worry, I eat dinner #2 at 11pm or whenever the library/Starbucks kicks me out
-I have neck and lower back pain, which is directly proportional to the proximity of the next exam
-I am set in my ways. Change in routine does not come easily to me. Same brands of highlighters/pens, toothpaste, gas; same favorite foods; same study places; same styles of clothing, shoes, hair (although hair modeling threw me for a loop); same taste in music/books. Basically when I find something I love, I stick with it forever. I am envisioning a 70-year-old me, still wearing Polos and pearls, still eating Cheez-its, and still buying Chevron Supreme with Techron gas.

And last but certainly not least:
-the schedule/regularity of my bowel movements is of great interest to me

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On a completely unrelated note...
In neurology clinic today, our attending performed a complete neurological exam using me as an example. In a group of 5 people, the other 4 of whom were guys, I was the one whose tongue/throat was examined, who had to lay down on an exam table, who got poked and prodded with pins and reflex hammers, and who was asked to roll up her slacks such that the attending could run his hands up and down her legs.* Thaaaat's right. I got felt up in neurology clinic by the attending. While 4 guys watched. And you thought med school was boring.

*Okay to be fair, he was "checking for sensation" along the entire leg. But let me just say, if "checking for sensation" had happened with any of my other classmates, rumors would be flying by this time tomorrow.

slosh

Have any of you ever drunk so much liquid that your stomach actually sloshes audibly when you move around? As G will attest, this seems to happen to me quite often, but I've never heard of it happening to anyone else. The sloshing problem is exacerbated when I am studying and drinking copious amounts of tea. I am also eating large amounts of Cheez-its right now, which make me thirsty and make me drink even more liquid.

I currently sound like a water bottle being shaken. It's kind of funny. But mostly weird.

In other news, my Longchamp bag arrived from France on Monday! In my customized colors! And monogrammed! I know it's only a bag, but hey, it's the little things that keep me going these days.