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i took yesterday off from work and dena and I drove up to dallas at like 1 am tuesday. we got to my dad's house around 5 because we stopped to eat at jack in the box and then stopped again later so i could take a 30 minute nap before resuming the drive. even then, it took dena talking to me the last 40 minutes of the drive to stay awake. but, for once i have missed all the god-awful traffic on 35 around thanksgiving.
we spent all of yesterday redoing the living room of my mom's house. we painted and put on trim and cleaned and hauled away trash in the yard and raked the front and back of leaves and caulked windows and repaired giant holes in the bathroom and fixed the fluorescent light in the kitchen....and i'm sure i am forgetting a few things. it was a surprise for my mom, a birthday present of sorts engineered by my dad. dena and i helped, as did my dad's entire crew and my stepmom. when my mom got home at 7:30 last night, she was shocked and overwhelmed and there were even a few tears.
dena and i were going to get her a computer for christmas but now i think that money might be better spent on continuing to work on her house. dena has tons of ideas and more experience with this sort of thing than i do, so we'll see. when she came to visit last weekend we were totally pumping her for information about the sorts of things she wanted to do to her house. she didn't know we had some ulterior motive but it worked out well. plus, dena's really good at decorating so we're going to help her with some of that. i am not sure i help so much as just provide the muscles when necessary. i am not good at decorating. when dena and i started dating, i sheets and blankets tacked to my wall to serve as curtains. yeah, she got rid of that as soon as she could. now, i have an entertainment center, bookshelves, a frame for my bed, a comforter and matching pillows, art (!!)...let's just say she has whipped me into shape. and, to be totally honest, it's not like i wanted my living space to be so devoid of anything aesthetically pleasing. i just don't think about that stuff much.
so, what i really wanted to write about....i got my first invitation to interview for med school, next friday, at ut houston.
and i am so effin' excited. i applied to every texas school because it seemed like a waste not to-- the application fee is the same regardless of how many schools. i don't particularly want to end up in texas because i have lived here since i was six and it's time to experience more of the world. but, as it goes, houston wouldn't be so bad because the texas medical center is there, with tons of hospitals, research centers, two med schools and all sorts of stuff, all within something like a 7 sqaure mile radius.
so, yeah, what the hell am i going to wear?? i think i might wear my suit with a button up un-buttoned at the top button. no tie. i want to soften my masculinity a little....but then sometimes i think, who am i kidding? no matter what i wear, i can't hide who i am. i've been worrying about this as long as i have been wanting to go to med school. i am not worried about once i get accepted-- then i am going to wear whatever i want as long as it's appropriate. but, you know, the interview is all about a good impression and the medical field is still pretty conservative.
alright i have left dena out in the apartment by herself for too long and am probably going to be in trouble.
hoorah med school interview!!
we spent all of yesterday redoing the living room of my mom's house. we painted and put on trim and cleaned and hauled away trash in the yard and raked the front and back of leaves and caulked windows and repaired giant holes in the bathroom and fixed the fluorescent light in the kitchen....and i'm sure i am forgetting a few things. it was a surprise for my mom, a birthday present of sorts engineered by my dad. dena and i helped, as did my dad's entire crew and my stepmom. when my mom got home at 7:30 last night, she was shocked and overwhelmed and there were even a few tears.
dena and i were going to get her a computer for christmas but now i think that money might be better spent on continuing to work on her house. dena has tons of ideas and more experience with this sort of thing than i do, so we'll see. when she came to visit last weekend we were totally pumping her for information about the sorts of things she wanted to do to her house. she didn't know we had some ulterior motive but it worked out well. plus, dena's really good at decorating so we're going to help her with some of that. i am not sure i help so much as just provide the muscles when necessary. i am not good at decorating. when dena and i started dating, i sheets and blankets tacked to my wall to serve as curtains. yeah, she got rid of that as soon as she could. now, i have an entertainment center, bookshelves, a frame for my bed, a comforter and matching pillows, art (!!)...let's just say she has whipped me into shape. and, to be totally honest, it's not like i wanted my living space to be so devoid of anything aesthetically pleasing. i just don't think about that stuff much.
so, what i really wanted to write about....i got my first invitation to interview for med school, next friday, at ut houston.
and i am so effin' excited. i applied to every texas school because it seemed like a waste not to-- the application fee is the same regardless of how many schools. i don't particularly want to end up in texas because i have lived here since i was six and it's time to experience more of the world. but, as it goes, houston wouldn't be so bad because the texas medical center is there, with tons of hospitals, research centers, two med schools and all sorts of stuff, all within something like a 7 sqaure mile radius.
so, yeah, what the hell am i going to wear?? i think i might wear my suit with a button up un-buttoned at the top button. no tie. i want to soften my masculinity a little....but then sometimes i think, who am i kidding? no matter what i wear, i can't hide who i am. i've been worrying about this as long as i have been wanting to go to med school. i am not worried about once i get accepted-- then i am going to wear whatever i want as long as it's appropriate. but, you know, the interview is all about a good impression and the medical field is still pretty conservative.
alright i have left dena out in the apartment by herself for too long and am probably going to be in trouble.
hoorah med school interview!!