A-HA! Me and the Big Cheese himself (my chairman):


A re-creation of my fave pic from the same event last year:


I love those two boys. [one of them may even be a Work Crush... And the other is engaged].

More here:

I really have that "smile for the camera" face down, don't I? sheesh.

It was a pretty fun party, though my dress doesn't look as good in the pix as it did in my head. Alas... However, at least three people totally didn't recognize me. Like people I work with a lot. I walked in with a friend, and Dr. S said hello to him, and TOTALLY ignored me. Then saw me later "oh... Alex! That's you! I didn't recognize you!" Not sure if I should be offended or not. I guess it's good to get cleaned up once in a while.

-J

P.S. New song- Love will tear us apart- Jose Gonzalez

Ok, I think I am learning why we call the VA hospital the "VA Spa". Last night was my first call here... and I don't know if it's a fluke, but I haven't slept that much in a long time. Like 10-6. To the point that I was starting to have dreams about the ER, my pager going off, and making rounds. I kept waking up and being like "this can't be right... why are things so quiet..." I even paged myself to make sure my pager isn't broken. (it's not.) There's a computer in the call room (but no tv), and I even got to leave the hospital to pick up some food... I could get used to this!!

But so one of my more pleasant dreams got me thinking... I can't remember the last time I had sex. (and by sex I mean a real, mutually satisfying, fuck- mutually UNsatisfying fumbling on the couch does not count.) I THINK it might have been labor day wknd last year, but I really can't even remember. Holy shit. That's almost a year ago. No wonder I'm losing my mind... (so last sex was labor day, and we "broke up" mid-october, then finally stopped talking in jan... but the no sex from sept-oct I think says a lot. :( I even begged for 'one last time' breakup sex, but was refused. bastard.)

But, hehe- Friday night I went to graduation. I wore a strapless dess and these sexy (but killer) shoes. I also had a little scarf/shawl thing to put over my shoulders in case I felt too naked and/or cold. I also brought a pair of more comfortable backup shoes. But so after graduation we went to Mother's. I changed shoes in the car, and I left the scarf there. And after mother's, my ride still wanted to go out, but it was 2am and I had to work at 6, so I got a ride home with some other friends. Which meant I left stuff in the first car.

And yesterday I got a panicked-by-trying-to-sound-cool message from my friend that had given me a ride.... "hey... ummm.... there is all sorts of feminine apparel in my car.... and I'm assuming it's yours. Shoes, a scarf-thing... a bra... And my seat is folded back... did we....? I'm thinking maybe we fooled around in my car? But I can't remember."

hehe. I thought he seemed pretty drunk when I left him. The shoes/scarf I can account for. But the bra and the seat being folded down- not me. he has no idea who it was. That's a little scary. (and pretty funny.)

Ok, I guess I need to go see some patients so I can go home. And get my haircut! Thanks lilho!

-J

Ok, you can all stop holding your breath now...

Here is my much-touted new mix. Hope you enjoy it. *I* think it kicks ass. :)



track list:

Mushaboom/Feist
Black Cab/Jens Lekman
Lion's Teeth/The Mountain Goats
Trains to Brazil/Guillemots
That's Because You Drive Me/Acid House Kings
Love Will Tear Us Apart/Jose Gonzalez
Baby We'll Be Fine/The National
Fortress/Pinback
Snakes and Martyrs/TV on the Radio
The Skin of my Yellow Country Teeth/Clap Your Hands Say Yeah
Get Me Away From Here, I'm Dying/Belle and Sebastian
Hate/Cat Power
Your Little Hoodrat Friend/The Hold Steady
Let's Just See/Engineers
Chicago/Sufjan Stevens
Your Ex-Lover Is Dead/Stars
Chemistry/Kimya Dawson
California Soul/Marlena Shaw
Go-Go Gadget Gospel/Gnarls Barkley

Ok just to clarify on my last post (e:jenks,175) -

I certainly understand the pejorative use of 'gay'. I, unfortunately, say it all the time. "oh my god that's so gay". I generally use it regarding a place/thing/situation- but never a person I don't think. I'm not proud that I say it, but I do. I also call things "retarded" much more often that I should, which has gotten me in trouble with my friend whose sister has cerebral palsy. Sure, friends call each other 'fag' in jest, and it does not imply homosexual. Yes, I know all this. And while it is politically incorrect, and maybe it SHOULD offend me, it doesn't.

This craigslist thing seemed different though. This idiot was really calling this guy homosexual because he was disagreeing with him. That's what bugged me. Does that make sense? Let me find a quote.

ok here's part one:

Wow, who the frig wrote this? I have heard of 'out there' but this is way gone, and I'm a liberal too!

Liberals were in charge of WW2? Every president is measured against FDR? Bush's were in bed with Nazi's and are in business with Bin Laden now? Conservatives are fascists? Wow, not even gona bother with all that, LMFAO!

I think this guy is gay?

then

You're a fugin jackazz gay boy! Dems had Reps values back when FDR was Pres.
Dems in 2006 would want hugz and kisses and exchange flowers, candy and puppies with the enemy. So the fact remains Dems of Today are a bunch of wishy washy pansy ass cry babies. Go hug a fugin tree queer bait!

finally (this is a response to the quoted part below)-

The liberal is gay
Reply to: pers-170850450@craigslist.org
Date: 2006-06-12, 6:28PM EDT


I no longer think the deranged liberal is gay, I know he is gay, LMFAO! No str8 guy gets this drama queenish!

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You think he's gay? (but you don't THINK! he's gay, you THINK?? he's gay. Not quite sure, I guess.) What the FUCK does that have to do with ANYTHING?
You're a stupid fuck. (and for the record, he's not all that "out there"; he has some void points.)

Ok, so that totally didn't deserve a post.

Ugh. So today was my last day as a PGY-3. I have spent the last several weeks not doing a hell of a lot. I usually sit around the office surfing the web "just in case" they need me, until I can't handle it anymore. Well so today I figured it's my last day, my boss isn't even in the hospital, I only have two patients (and they're only consults), there are no cases in the OR- screw it. I'm going home. I'll keep my pager on.

So the very first time I try to go home- my pager goes off for the first time all week. This guy "seems odd". So I do the right thing and go back to the hospital to check on him. He is, of course, fine.

But that's not really what pisses me off. I mean it's annoying, but it IS my job. What kills me is the fact that in the hour I was gone the UPS guy came and I missed him, and he's coming back tomorrow while I'm at work, and I prob can't get my package til next week- and I am massively impatient. grr.

But anyway re: the title...

So today I had lunch with "the boys". Or some of them. And they are pigs around me, but that's fine. I'd rather they be themselves then censor themselves or exclude me since i'm a girl. But they're talking about this hot chick at that hot chick, this one that was "ripe for the tapping", etc. And the boy that's been hitting on me left and right was rubbing my shoulders, asking if he can "touch my mammaries, even just a little" etc etc etc. Standard behavior really. I was totally blushing, which apparently is incriminating, so I think all the other guys think we're screwing now.

And one guy... i've never seen him in a group before and it totally changed my opinion. I always thought he was an ok guy. But he's no stud. he's 32, but looks more like 42. Kind of paunchy, salt and pepper, etc. going on about tapping this and knocking that. I was laughing inside. But yesterday he was badmouthing living downtown. Saying he lives in williamsville to avoid crime. So he lives all alone in his big house in his nice neighborhood with good schools. boooorrring. I said I'd rather be "where the action is". He then went on to say how living in brooklyn is NOT the same as living in manhattan. My point exactly....

but anyway, hearing these guys lusting over and objectifying these bimbo girls got me thinking. If women state what they'd like in an ideal guy (a brain, a personality, a job, maybe even some looks)- she is unrealistic and too picky and demanding etc. But who says that judging a woman only by her bra size is more admirable? Having NO standards is better how?

oh yeah and one more thing- I was reading the craiglist rants 'n raves on the buffalo page today... I don't know why I read them, they're so stupid. But anyway, currently there's a stupid left vs right/ lib vs con/ rep vs dem battle going on. Neither side is making very good points. But one guy keeps resorting to "wow.... that is so stupid... you must be gay. Only a fag would say such dumb stuff."

What?????

Stupid homophobia like that makes me so upset.

What the FUCK does someone's sexual orientation have to do with anything????? Oooh it gets me steamed. Seriously "i don't like your opinion, you must be gay"????? I have never heard anything so asinine.

but on a happier note, my mix is pretty much done, just need to figure out how to share it. :) Stay tuned.

-J

Oh and I just remembered the funny thing I saw on my way in this AM... Driving down high st towards BGH I saw this guy... first thought he must just be crazy. Then got a little closer and realized he's wearing scrubs. Then realized it's a resident, I know him. Kind of a hippie weirdo, but whatever. But he was riding a razor scooter, and had a german flag tied around his neck like a cape. On his way to work. He looked like a nut, but it made me laugh.