In Memory of Damon Fawcett

I'm sadden to say that we lost a member of the first year class at UCD. Damon was an awesome guy, always uplifting, always there to help me out, and just plain funny. I didn't get a chance to get to know him as well as his classmates did, but I do know that I wish I was able to say goodbye. I don't know how he passed, I just hope that he didn't suffer. He will be greatly missed and he will be remembered at the School of Medicine with a tree planted in his name. I grieve for his wife and his close friends...

Fro-Yo with Crack Sprinkles

Time out: before you read this...check out the website...they have a theme song for this shit!!!

http://www.pinkberry.com/

I was down in LA this last weekend for a whoping 30 hours and had to have the infamous Pinkberry frozen yogurt that everyone is raving about. Of course, we get there and there's a line of 20 little asian teenie bopers hanging out at the local Fro-Yo joint...whatever...I get up to the counter, and first off, I'm appauled at the cost of this damn craze...$5 for a damn frozen yogurt?!?!

That fruit better be fresh off the farm and you better not count them
berries!

Whatever...I order my shit, and I'm pretty stoked...get the plain with not Pinkberry (a letdown) but strawberry, blackberry, and raspberry...I was in a fruity mood...and that combo just sounds incredible.

The part that got me a little hostile was the bitch starting counting my shit....she gave me exactly 5 blackberries, 7 raspberries, and maybe 2 strawberries that were all diced up so you couldn't even tell the difference...They charge you enough, no need to be stingy with that shit! no offense, but whatever...

I take one look at my pearly white cream with surrounding vibrant colors of fresh, juicy fruit and my Food-Os began creeping up on me. I got into the car and nose-dived right into that baby...and let me tell you, they put some mother fucking crack in that shit! I had my Food-Os the whole time I was devouring it...I can't even explain the level of surprise and satisfaction...

I'm sitting here at home now pheening that incredible feeling from the Fro-Yo...I'm telling you, I don't pheen desserts, but when that piece is infused with crack, I'm a crave it again and again and again...

Polo-Mahi

That shit is off the hook! I can't get enough of it and I'm about to get 13 days of it. I mean...diet-shmiet...screw that! I'm endulging in this once a year Persian New Year celebration that entails getting some "Eidy" (a.k.a. some dough) and some bomb ass "Sabzi Polo-Mahi."

Don't be jelly....

Double speed

Thanks to my good buddy Ishizzle, I just recently discovered the speed button on windows media player which allows you to double the speed of the lecture, therefore, decreasing the lecture time in half.

Its brilliant! Dont expect me in class in the future...


What would I do with all that spare time:

1) Check myspace another 13x
2) Go back and learn world history for the first time
3) Watch movies that everyone has already seen just so I can understand references to old movies
4) Write a letter to all the corporations I've threatened to write letters to due to bad customer service
5) Call Verizon customer service and not mind being on hold for 35 minutes
6) Read the 1200 forwarded emails I've ignored
7) Unpack my suitcase from my trip in December
8) Consider unpacking the last two boxes from my move last June
9) Pull out my To-Do list from 2005 and work on it
10) Call my family....nah!

Not so funny...

last time i checked...i wasnt writing this blog to make LEZSHAIs laugh...if you want to read something funny...you should ask her about her blog...

Got a question?

There's a time and place for every question. If you are sitting in a room of 93 figidity, hungry, and extremely annoyed med students, chances are its not the right time to ask a question. It's already 12:07pm and class was supposed to get out at ten till, and this doc has no concept of time, is being paged, yet still continues to ramble about the advancements being made in his field of medicine. Dude...I know a CT scan and MRI works, you need to order them every now and then, but really, I don't need a history on its development during my lunch hour. I've been sitting in the same hard ass chair for the last four hours, and I really could give a rat's ass about this shit right now.

...then theres always someone who decides to pose a question...

"That's nice for adults, but how do we treat this for children?"

I mean really....who gives a flying *uck! Are you the patient's doctor yet? Nope. You're a second year student still learning what the hell PERRLA stands for...that shit is irrelevant...stop trying to be a pseudo-genious and act like you understood that entire lecture and now that's the only question you're left with...

Annoying you say...most definitely...who does this shit?...that would be me :)

NoisePop 2007

NoisePop Festival this weekend in SF. Great show at the Mezzanine with The Gray Kid and Ghostland. Steve's acoustic show rocked but I'm not going to add to his ego ;)

Quotes from this weekend:

"If one more person looks at you funny, I'm bout to kick some ass!!!"

"Hey Steve, you should dance like her!"

"Mr. Ice Cream Man you made my night, can I donate to your cause..."

"How do you know I'm persian...are you from LA?"

"Losing your baggage is good for you....huh?...I dont get it" (3 mins later...."oh")

"I like to donate my fries to homeless people..."

"Donate...is that the right word for that?"