I am leaving tomorrow.

I am sad.

Why, oh WHY, are people defending them???!!!



Why are people not more outraged that ATT cannot support MMS and tethering off the bat? MMS is due 'later this summer' and tethering "someday".

Yet all of the european carriers etc have it right away?

This dumb article just says that the iphone is so popular that it uses a lot of network.

Yeah, great excuse.

ugh. ugh. ugh.

PS- As of 9am, I am officially done with residency. Graduation is tomorrow night, and I am now a "board eligible general surgeon". After I take (and hopefully pass) my boards (the written part in August and the oral part sometime after that) I will be board certified.

In other words, I'm kinda like a 'real' doctor now. :)

And.... I'm leaving on TUESDAY!

Crap.

I have not even thought about packing.

And what else... I have lost 28lb. Have kind of stalled out this last month, which is annoying.
And it's wonderful/frustrating to need almost a whole new wardrobe.

And finally... boys drive me crazy. That's about all I need to say on that front.

Happy Birthday (e:Larsons)!!

A 'guest' just sent me a post it that said "ao did you have fun"

Ummm, sure?

So... I just got back from my grandfather's funeral. Sad, but all in all a nice day. Saw a lot of family that I don't see often enough.

My uncle gave a nice eulogy. I learned things about Grandpa I'd never known (he flew seaplanes?). But one thing he said that stuck with me... as he was winding up he said "so... dad was a great guy yada yada and he taught us right and wrong etc" but he said "he raised 3 kids. All three married. All 3 are still married. That says something. All 3 are here. He has 7 grandchildren, and one great grandchild- all of whom are here." And that made me really happy that I'd made the trip- even though it was a hassle, made me miss dave's party, made me miss allentown, was frought with my typical flight snafus, etc...

But so as I was driving from JFK wayyyyy out on long island this morning, I was thinking in the car "ok this will be sad and I will cry... (and not even so much b/c I'd devastated- but b/c I'm emotional and I cry) but at least I don't have to read."

Well... I get there... My mom is like "oh btw... will you read this poem? You don't have to..." But... I'm the oldest grandchild... of course I'm going to do it... Crap.

So... I did it... my mom and her brother and sister and all managed to do their parts without crying- and then I was the one up there blubbering. But I joked later that I figured it was my job to make anyone that wasn't already crying, start.

And afterwards everyone complimented me- which I didn't deserve.

But anyway, I just wanted to share the poem. It's a really nice sentiment.

Gone from my sight - Henry van Dyke

I am standing upon the seashore. A ship, at my side, spreads her white sails to the moving breeze and starts for the blue ocean. She is an object of beauty and strength. I stand and watch her until, at length, she hangs like a speck of white cloud just where the sea and sky come to mingle with each other.

Then, someone at my side says, "There, she is gone."

Gone where?

Gone from my sight. That is all. She is just as large in mast, hull and spar as she was when she left my side.
And, she is just as able to bear her load of living freight to her destined port.

Her diminished size is in me -- not in her. And, just at the moment when someone says, "There, she is gone," there are other eyes watching her coming, and other voices ready to take up the glad should, "Here she comes!"

RIP Grandpa.