The More Things Change, The More They Stay The Same
What a week!
I heard intriguing, unsolicited news, went to the newest hot spot in University City (they don’t call me the unofficial MC for nothing), booked the long-awaited trip to Turkey, cashed in on last week’s interminable work hours, heard the most horrifying OR True Story ever, caught an unsolicited glimpse of the other locker room with blush-inducing results, and have learned to say “hello” in Turkish. My stock is up, but something’s amiss and it reminds me of two years ago and then I wonder how I always manage to get myself into these situations.
Lately, my off days once again consist of the conflict of being happy to get extra sleep yet regret at being away from the action. Christ.

