do what now?
You? Me? Right now? Hopefully you aren't suggesting I need more things to do?
Right now I am playing on LJ and not going outside to train because I have a massively huge swollen bruise above my first metatarsal. Really, it just seems to be a bruise, but it's impressive enough there were a few "Darn, it can't be broken, can it? I mean, I continued sparring on it for another eight minutes, and a cracked metatarsal, even a minor one, should hurt more than this" (I did that once - and actually, I kept walking on it for several days, but it hurt like hell. Two people I'd cared about had just died, though, and I couldn't bring myself to care about the foot.)
It's sunny and gorgeous, I didn't get enough sleep, and at some point I have to trudge through the 18 inches of snow down to the lab and to the co-op. Though I'm going to call the co-op first, because I went there yesterday, and they'd closed for bad weather. (Sheesh. It was like being in Seattle or something. This after I booked across a parking lot through mid thigh deep snow, after having to back track because a bunch of the doors in the med school could not be opened because drifts had blown against them.)
Long term... I'm pretty happy with the general plan to get a doctorate in neurobiology, for the moment. Still thinking about the med school thing. I really like working with people, and the rehabillitative medicine is compelling for me. But it's a lot of time, and I'd really have to know my spine is stable. (And since I don't want to practice full time, there might be other ways of doing the work I want to do...)
Sometimes I really want to come back to Seattle, but I don't know how much that is going to weigh against other priorities. That's a ways off, anyway. (Unless I drop or flunk out of school.)
For you? I think you should start your own business. I bet you'd kick ass with a boutique.
You? Me? Right now? Hopefully you aren't suggesting I need more things to do?
Right now I am playing on LJ and not going outside to train because I have a massively huge swollen bruise above my first metatarsal. Really, it just seems to be a bruise, but it's impressive enough there were a few "Darn, it can't be broken, can it? I mean, I continued sparring on it for another eight minutes, and a cracked metatarsal, even a minor one, should hurt more than this" (I did that once - and actually, I kept walking on it for several days, but it hurt like hell. Two people I'd cared about had just died, though, and I couldn't bring myself to care about the foot.)
It's sunny and gorgeous, I didn't get enough sleep, and at some point I have to trudge through the 18 inches of snow down to the lab and to the co-op. Though I'm going to call the co-op first, because I went there yesterday, and they'd closed for bad weather. (Sheesh. It was like being in Seattle or something. This after I booked across a parking lot through mid thigh deep snow, after having to back track because a bunch of the doors in the med school could not be opened because drifts had blown against them.)
Long term... I'm pretty happy with the general plan to get a doctorate in neurobiology, for the moment. Still thinking about the med school thing. I really like working with people, and the rehabillitative medicine is compelling for me. But it's a lot of time, and I'd really have to know my spine is stable. (And since I don't want to practice full time, there might be other ways of doing the work I want to do...)
Sometimes I really want to come back to Seattle, but I don't know how much that is going to weigh against other priorities. That's a ways off, anyway. (Unless I drop or flunk out of school.)
For you? I think you should start your own business. I bet you'd kick ass with a boutique.