Sunday, June 29, 2003
Don't know what's going on with Blogger.. but it sucks shit. They've forced me to upgrade to some new blogger software that doesn't really work. So now even though I have internet.. I can't update my blog. Well I can update it.. it just won't publish so you guys can read it.
This is strike 1 on blogger. 2 more and I'm switchin to Xanga.
Today I played tennis in the morning with Jeff and Sornya (med school friends) and rediscovered how much I suck. I'm glad I'm going into medicine and not professional tennis cuz all my shots seem to go long... I guess I need more practice. Playing in the morning gave me a sunburn and a blister.
Cooled off after tennis with a Jamba Juice Mango-a-go-go. It hit the spot perfectly... just the right thing at the right time.
Went miniature golfing in the afternoon with Ben, Christine, and Erin. I'm terrible at golfing too... although I DID have one hole-in-one. We ended the night eating japanese food... chicken teriyaki and spicy tuna rolls.. yumm....
Even though I sucked at both sports.. today I was truly a renaissance athlete!
This is strike 1 on blogger. 2 more and I'm switchin to Xanga.
Today I played tennis in the morning with Jeff and Sornya (med school friends) and rediscovered how much I suck. I'm glad I'm going into medicine and not professional tennis cuz all my shots seem to go long... I guess I need more practice. Playing in the morning gave me a sunburn and a blister.
Cooled off after tennis with a Jamba Juice Mango-a-go-go. It hit the spot perfectly... just the right thing at the right time.
Went miniature golfing in the afternoon with Ben, Christine, and Erin. I'm terrible at golfing too... although I DID have one hole-in-one. We ended the night eating japanese food... chicken teriyaki and spicy tuna rolls.. yumm....
Even though I sucked at both sports.. today I was truly a renaissance athlete!
Update.
Thursday evening went to a club in Huntington beach, Liquid Lounge, with my friend Ian to say good-bye to a friend of ours (actually his ex), Florence, who's moving to Texas. Had a good time... although Florence got terribly wasted... which was what she was supposed to do.
Friday evening tried to go to a club called Garden of Eden to celebrate good friend Jon Chen's b-day. Due to terrible club promoters Ray and I couldn't get in even though Jon was inside already. So after waiting a bit we decided to shoot pool at Q's on Wilshire. The wait for a pool table was at least an hour long so how did we kill our time?
Well... it IS a bar after all so we decided to drink. I started with a Zombie (something red and strong... dont' know what else is in there) and Ray had a pint of Foster's beer. After that we went nuts. We had 2 Kamikaze shots, a mind racer, an Irish car bomb, and a Red snapper.
Needless to say, Ray and I got drunk well before we even had the chance to shoot pool. Being the responsible drunk that I was I called my friend Jeff to pick us up. We went to Denny's and ate a bit.
From this point on I shall have to withold information since it could be a bit embarassing for certain parties.. but let me say.. it's terribly interesting... and involves lots of puking, sitcom-esque misunderstandings, and a near-naked Italian fellow.
All in all it was a great guys-nite-out.
Thursday evening went to a club in Huntington beach, Liquid Lounge, with my friend Ian to say good-bye to a friend of ours (actually his ex), Florence, who's moving to Texas. Had a good time... although Florence got terribly wasted... which was what she was supposed to do.
Friday evening tried to go to a club called Garden of Eden to celebrate good friend Jon Chen's b-day. Due to terrible club promoters Ray and I couldn't get in even though Jon was inside already. So after waiting a bit we decided to shoot pool at Q's on Wilshire. The wait for a pool table was at least an hour long so how did we kill our time?
Well... it IS a bar after all so we decided to drink. I started with a Zombie (something red and strong... dont' know what else is in there) and Ray had a pint of Foster's beer. After that we went nuts. We had 2 Kamikaze shots, a mind racer, an Irish car bomb, and a Red snapper.
Needless to say, Ray and I got drunk well before we even had the chance to shoot pool. Being the responsible drunk that I was I called my friend Jeff to pick us up. We went to Denny's and ate a bit.
From this point on I shall have to withold information since it could be a bit embarassing for certain parties.. but let me say.. it's terribly interesting... and involves lots of puking, sitcom-esque misunderstandings, and a near-naked Italian fellow.
All in all it was a great guys-nite-out.
My Absence.
The date today is the 29th. My last post was on the 24th. That is usually very unlike me having such a long gap in between my posts.. but there is a good explanation for this.
My internet has been not working for the past couple days. I thought at first it was just the dsl acting up.. which it does on occasion but since it lasted so long I began to think of other possible reasons (a differential diagnosis for those medically minded).
The first thought that came to my mind was that my roommate forgot to pay the dsl bill. That thought was confirmed today when I finally decided to open the SBC bill... even though it was addressed to him, I openned it for a worthy cause: the restoration of my internet access.
The bill was past due. My diagnosis was correct. My options were as follows:
1. Pay the bill and deduct that amount from the rent I pay him for next month.
2. Live off of dial-up modem connection since I have my own independent line.
I was debating the two choices when a third appeared. Fiddle around with the router and dsl-modem hardware. And so I fiddled and pressed buttons and reset things and disconnected wires and reattached them in different order.
Lo' and behold... I have regained my connection to the internet. The reason for the lost connection was based in hardware problems and not due to the phone company shutting off our dsl.... which still doesn't change the fact that the bill is past due.
These past few days without the internet has made me realize how much I depend on it. It's like a drug and I suffered withdrawal symptoms. I use the internet to stay connected to my friends via e-mail, IM, and this. I use it as a resource to look for directions, background information (on things such as hiking which I planned on doin but couldn't since I couldn't look up the trails), and as a dictionary. I use it as a way to stay connected to the world, it's the medium through which I get most of my news since I don't get TV reception or news papers.
And now I feel satisfied.... having gotten my quick internet fix.....
The date today is the 29th. My last post was on the 24th. That is usually very unlike me having such a long gap in between my posts.. but there is a good explanation for this.
My internet has been not working for the past couple days. I thought at first it was just the dsl acting up.. which it does on occasion but since it lasted so long I began to think of other possible reasons (a differential diagnosis for those medically minded).
The first thought that came to my mind was that my roommate forgot to pay the dsl bill. That thought was confirmed today when I finally decided to open the SBC bill... even though it was addressed to him, I openned it for a worthy cause: the restoration of my internet access.
The bill was past due. My diagnosis was correct. My options were as follows:
1. Pay the bill and deduct that amount from the rent I pay him for next month.
2. Live off of dial-up modem connection since I have my own independent line.
I was debating the two choices when a third appeared. Fiddle around with the router and dsl-modem hardware. And so I fiddled and pressed buttons and reset things and disconnected wires and reattached them in different order.
Lo' and behold... I have regained my connection to the internet. The reason for the lost connection was based in hardware problems and not due to the phone company shutting off our dsl.... which still doesn't change the fact that the bill is past due.
These past few days without the internet has made me realize how much I depend on it. It's like a drug and I suffered withdrawal symptoms. I use the internet to stay connected to my friends via e-mail, IM, and this. I use it as a resource to look for directions, background information (on things such as hiking which I planned on doin but couldn't since I couldn't look up the trails), and as a dictionary. I use it as a way to stay connected to the world, it's the medium through which I get most of my news since I don't get TV reception or news papers.
And now I feel satisfied.... having gotten my quick internet fix.....
Tuesday, June 24, 2003
25 Cent Wings
My coworkers and I got the idea to go to Hooters yesterday for "happy hour." We called earlier in the day to check what time their happy hour was and exactly what deals they had going on.
I discovered that happy hour was from 4-7 pm and then the lady on the phone came to the specials,
"We have 25 cent wings and 8.95 pitchers of beer."
"25 cent wings? Exactly how many wings can I get for 25 cents?"
"10."
"10? Wow, what a deal. So I can get 10 wings for 25 cents?"
"Yes."
"Thank you."
So I told my coworkers and we got doubly excited, #1 we were going to hooters and #2 we planned on spending $1 to get 40 wings. Well, 4 o'clock rolled around and we got to Hooters with our dollar bill in hand only to find that we couldn't get 10 wings for 25 cents. It was actually 10 wings for 25 cents EACH, making it $2.50 for 10 wings.
Needless to say, we were a little disappointed but oh well... we get our 40 wings anyways. All this confusion could have been cleared up had I infused my questions on the phone with a simple "each" or at least pursued my questioning a bit further,
"So for 10 wings... exactly how much will I be paying?"
There's an important lesson here to be learned about miscommunication and the things that are too good to be true... but I'm too lazy to get into that.
My coworkers and I got the idea to go to Hooters yesterday for "happy hour." We called earlier in the day to check what time their happy hour was and exactly what deals they had going on.
I discovered that happy hour was from 4-7 pm and then the lady on the phone came to the specials,
"We have 25 cent wings and 8.95 pitchers of beer."
"25 cent wings? Exactly how many wings can I get for 25 cents?"
"10."
"10? Wow, what a deal. So I can get 10 wings for 25 cents?"
"Yes."
"Thank you."
So I told my coworkers and we got doubly excited, #1 we were going to hooters and #2 we planned on spending $1 to get 40 wings. Well, 4 o'clock rolled around and we got to Hooters with our dollar bill in hand only to find that we couldn't get 10 wings for 25 cents. It was actually 10 wings for 25 cents EACH, making it $2.50 for 10 wings.
Needless to say, we were a little disappointed but oh well... we get our 40 wings anyways. All this confusion could have been cleared up had I infused my questions on the phone with a simple "each" or at least pursued my questioning a bit further,
"So for 10 wings... exactly how much will I be paying?"
There's an important lesson here to be learned about miscommunication and the things that are too good to be true... but I'm too lazy to get into that.
Friday, June 20, 2003
HAHAAHHAHAHAHA
"Scores of outraged science fans called XXP TV to complain after an episode from the BBC's "Superhuman" series examining respiratory disorders was replaced by images of group sex from the Spice Platinum channel. "
I can just imagine what a viewer is thinking:
"So what exactly does this have to do with respiratory disease? Um... they seem to be breathing a little heavier than normal, I wonder what kind of problem they could have?
Maybe they have allergies to clothes and that's why they're all naked, and well it might be cold so it's probably a good idea for them to huddle close to each other. That girl there... she looks like she's screaming... do you think she's running out of oxygen? Hurry someone bring her a ventilator!!"
"Scores of outraged science fans called XXP TV to complain after an episode from the BBC's "Superhuman" series examining respiratory disorders was replaced by images of group sex from the Spice Platinum channel. "
I can just imagine what a viewer is thinking:
"So what exactly does this have to do with respiratory disease? Um... they seem to be breathing a little heavier than normal, I wonder what kind of problem they could have?
Maybe they have allergies to clothes and that's why they're all naked, and well it might be cold so it's probably a good idea for them to huddle close to each other. That girl there... she looks like she's screaming... do you think she's running out of oxygen? Hurry someone bring her a ventilator!!"
Thursday, June 19, 2003
Watched Finding Nemo today with my sister. Great movie. Go watch.
There are 2 really cool things about Friendster
1. It has increased the amount of daily e-mail I get and fills me with a false sense of popularity. "So and so has requested you as a friend," "Blah blah has left you a message," "Somebody has left you a testimonial...."
2. The whole testimonial thing is just a medium for people to compliment each other. It's great... and I'm sure fills everyone's egos. It's like a symbiotic relationship... I'll say glowing things about you and in turn you will do the same for me.
Reminds me of 1st year in undergrad when my two roommates and I noticed that all 3 of us were gaining weight. So instead of working out or eating less, we'd just say:
"Say, Mick have you lost weight? You look a little thinner."
"Now that you mention it Philip I do feel a bit lighter. You on the other hand must've dropped half a size!"
"Why thank you. I notice that Aren's clothes are looking baggier as well. Aren have you lost weight?"
"Why yes. Thank you. It seems we have all been getting a little thin."
So in the end... it made us feel better.. without our having to actually do anything. :)
There are 2 really cool things about Friendster
1. It has increased the amount of daily e-mail I get and fills me with a false sense of popularity. "So and so has requested you as a friend," "Blah blah has left you a message," "Somebody has left you a testimonial...."
2. The whole testimonial thing is just a medium for people to compliment each other. It's great... and I'm sure fills everyone's egos. It's like a symbiotic relationship... I'll say glowing things about you and in turn you will do the same for me.
Reminds me of 1st year in undergrad when my two roommates and I noticed that all 3 of us were gaining weight. So instead of working out or eating less, we'd just say:
"Say, Mick have you lost weight? You look a little thinner."
"Now that you mention it Philip I do feel a bit lighter. You on the other hand must've dropped half a size!"
"Why thank you. I notice that Aren's clothes are looking baggier as well. Aren have you lost weight?"
"Why yes. Thank you. It seems we have all been getting a little thin."
So in the end... it made us feel better.. without our having to actually do anything. :)
Wednesday, June 18, 2003
And here is the reason I wasn't able to call my Dad on Father's Day this past Sunday. I was attending a classmate's wedding. Her name is Lucy and she married Jason who is a 4th year med student who has just graduated and is going to Stanford for his residency in pathology. Lucy has transferred to Stanford to continue her med school education and is now on her way up there to move and get settled in.
It's really sad seeing her go and I think our med school class will be somehow less without her.
This is a picture of me in my bought-during-senior-year-of-high-school-and-is-now-too-small-suit and the beautiful bride.
P.S.
Weddings are great by the way. I haven't been so happy in a while... the joy of the entire occassion just rubs off on you.
It's really sad seeing her go and I think our med school class will be somehow less without her.
This is a picture of me in my bought-during-senior-year-of-high-school-and-is-now-too-small-suit and the beautiful bride.
P.S.
Weddings are great by the way. I haven't been so happy in a while... the joy of the entire occassion just rubs off on you.
Work is actually pretty fun. I have cool coworkers, a korean guy named Ryan Park and a Lebanese guy named Michel (pronounced mi - shell) Tohme and when we're together all we do is joke around. Lunch is my favorite part of the day (of course, duh), and we either eat on campus or drive to some restaurant nearby.
We recruit a computer guy upstairs to come with us named Sanmit, an Indian fellow who reminds me of Kunal. The guys are all about 24 years old so it's like a guys nite out during lunch. Who you work with truly determines how much you enjoy what you do.
Lately I've been working directly with my boss, Dr. Bading who has a PhD in physics and I'm learning quite a bit of information. The reseach we're doing is challenging and fascinating which also adds to a good working experience. I hope I can get published by the end of Summer... we'll see if that goal is attainable.
Also began studying for the Boards (the super super exam at the end of 2nd year) and worked out.
If I can keep things going at this rate... it's going to turn out to be a surprisingly productive Summer... and hopefully my pants will be a bit less tight.
We recruit a computer guy upstairs to come with us named Sanmit, an Indian fellow who reminds me of Kunal. The guys are all about 24 years old so it's like a guys nite out during lunch. Who you work with truly determines how much you enjoy what you do.
Lately I've been working directly with my boss, Dr. Bading who has a PhD in physics and I'm learning quite a bit of information. The reseach we're doing is challenging and fascinating which also adds to a good working experience. I hope I can get published by the end of Summer... we'll see if that goal is attainable.
Also began studying for the Boards (the super super exam at the end of 2nd year) and worked out.
If I can keep things going at this rate... it's going to turn out to be a surprisingly productive Summer... and hopefully my pants will be a bit less tight.
Tuesday, June 17, 2003
HERE is an article Ben sent me. That's my kind of justice... makes me want to get a hummer now.
Sunday, June 15, 2003
After going to the dentist and working out I went out to westwood to celebrate a friend, Bobbo's, graduation. We went to a bar in Santa Monica called Sugar's which was pretty low key. Their claim to fame is that they line the top of their glasses with sugar... which I personally don't think is all that special.
The music sucked, the crowd was weird... at least not the normal clubbing crowd I'm used to which is asian :) But the company was awesome. I got to hang out with people I haven't seen in a while... and it was great. We drank and laughed and just enjoyed each others company.
When we were done drinking we walked to a nearby Denny's and proceeded to be loud and obnoxious... or at least I was because that's how I tend to get when I'm drunk. But yeah... I was with a great group of people, Neil, Jackye, Bobbo, Gordon, and Alicia.
And just because I am a very responsible drinker and practice safe drinking I did not drive home. Bobbo's place didn't have an extra bed.. but since he lives right across the street from my old Apartment... I called up the guys living there now.. John Ni and asked if I could sleep there. He said OK.. so I went.
It was 3 am at the time.. and it just seemed like a good idea to call Ben and ask his permission to sleep in his bed.. so I did (he was at his house in cerritos. heh heh.. .just to clear up any possible confusion). I think I woke him up.... which is one of my favorite things to do in the world.
All in all.. a pretty wonderful evening.
The music sucked, the crowd was weird... at least not the normal clubbing crowd I'm used to which is asian :) But the company was awesome. I got to hang out with people I haven't seen in a while... and it was great. We drank and laughed and just enjoyed each others company.
When we were done drinking we walked to a nearby Denny's and proceeded to be loud and obnoxious... or at least I was because that's how I tend to get when I'm drunk. But yeah... I was with a great group of people, Neil, Jackye, Bobbo, Gordon, and Alicia.
And just because I am a very responsible drinker and practice safe drinking I did not drive home. Bobbo's place didn't have an extra bed.. but since he lives right across the street from my old Apartment... I called up the guys living there now.. John Ni and asked if I could sleep there. He said OK.. so I went.
It was 3 am at the time.. and it just seemed like a good idea to call Ben and ask his permission to sleep in his bed.. so I did (he was at his house in cerritos. heh heh.. .just to clear up any possible confusion). I think I woke him up.... which is one of my favorite things to do in the world.
All in all.. a pretty wonderful evening.
Radiation safety class was basically 2 fifteen minute videos in which the main gyst was to call the Radiation Safety Department for help in case anything happened. I don't remember much else.
Working 9-5 is much more draining than I expected. I'm so exhausted at the end of every day that I don't have energy to do much else. How do you people do it?!?! Work, come home, rest, then go work out... sleep.. and go to work the next morning. That seems to be my pattern.
My friends keep telling me I'll get used to it.. so let's hope that happens. With class at least I could ditch or just sleep in lecture if I got tired... but at work... that can't happen. I almost fell asleep on my boss the other day when he was explaining something to me. :)
Yesterday was a great day. I started it by going to the dentist. Something I normally hate. Not for the reasons most people hate going there... I'm not scared of them putting random metal things in my mouth and banging around.. and I'm not scared of the pain... It just feels like a test for me. Like I'm being graded on how well I brushed my teeth in the past six months. And the thing that's even more unsettling is I can't even cram and procrastinate for it.
I mean.. you can't really make up for 5 months of poor oral hygiene with 1 week of rigorous brushing and flossing and listerine-ing.
I bonded with my dentist tho.. which was a neat experience since he has hardly said more than 10 words to me in the past 5 years. We talked, and I learned more about dentist-ing... and I made him laugh.
It turns out.. the proper way to brush is in an up and down motion... not in a side to side which has a tendency to push your gums away. And people normally like to brush really hard... when that much force isn't really necessary and can in fact cause more damage to your gums.
So everyone.. brush lightly and in an up and down motion. Or.. just get a sonicare like me.
Working 9-5 is much more draining than I expected. I'm so exhausted at the end of every day that I don't have energy to do much else. How do you people do it?!?! Work, come home, rest, then go work out... sleep.. and go to work the next morning. That seems to be my pattern.
My friends keep telling me I'll get used to it.. so let's hope that happens. With class at least I could ditch or just sleep in lecture if I got tired... but at work... that can't happen. I almost fell asleep on my boss the other day when he was explaining something to me. :)
Yesterday was a great day. I started it by going to the dentist. Something I normally hate. Not for the reasons most people hate going there... I'm not scared of them putting random metal things in my mouth and banging around.. and I'm not scared of the pain... It just feels like a test for me. Like I'm being graded on how well I brushed my teeth in the past six months. And the thing that's even more unsettling is I can't even cram and procrastinate for it.
I mean.. you can't really make up for 5 months of poor oral hygiene with 1 week of rigorous brushing and flossing and listerine-ing.
I bonded with my dentist tho.. which was a neat experience since he has hardly said more than 10 words to me in the past 5 years. We talked, and I learned more about dentist-ing... and I made him laugh.
It turns out.. the proper way to brush is in an up and down motion... not in a side to side which has a tendency to push your gums away. And people normally like to brush really hard... when that much force isn't really necessary and can in fact cause more damage to your gums.
So everyone.. brush lightly and in an up and down motion. Or.. just get a sonicare like me.
Thursday, June 12, 2003
Today was my first day of work. I'm working for the department of Radiology at USC doing research on PET Imaging for cancer medication (5-Fluorouracil ... it's a Thymidylate Synthase inhibitor for anyone who forgot their pharm) and various other metabolic processes. PET stands for Positron Emission Tomography.
I have no fucking clue what a positron is, but I learned today that what we do is inject animals, and sometimes people with a radio-labelled isotope which somehow emits positrons which annihilate at a certain point and emits gamma rays which we measure. Just so you know.. I hate nuclear physics.
With a weak grasp on neutrons, protons, and electrons imagine how hard it is for me to understand those things that are that much smaller.
The only thing I know about gamma rays are that they were what turned Bruce Banner into the Hulk. You think working with radiation will help me get buff?... or maybe if I'm lucky I'll be bitten by a radioactive spider hiding in some corner of the room and turn into Spiderman.
I was issued this belt clip thing that is supposed to measure how much radiation I've been exposed to and it starts beeping when I'm getting too much at once. The unit that is used to measure radiation exposure is called milli-Rems... mR's for short. 5000 mR's per hour is the smallest amount that has been proven to have an association with cancer. When my belt clip beeps 42 times.. it means I've been exposed to 1 mR. I counted it beeping 15 times today.
Even though I was assured that it's safe.... I still kinda spent part of the day protecting my gametes. I don't want deformed kids. Hell.. I don't want anything of mine down there to become deformed either.
Tomorrow I'm scheduled to take a radiation safety class... so I'll definitely have to write about that.
I have no fucking clue what a positron is, but I learned today that what we do is inject animals, and sometimes people with a radio-labelled isotope which somehow emits positrons which annihilate at a certain point and emits gamma rays which we measure. Just so you know.. I hate nuclear physics.
With a weak grasp on neutrons, protons, and electrons imagine how hard it is for me to understand those things that are that much smaller.
The only thing I know about gamma rays are that they were what turned Bruce Banner into the Hulk. You think working with radiation will help me get buff?... or maybe if I'm lucky I'll be bitten by a radioactive spider hiding in some corner of the room and turn into Spiderman.
I was issued this belt clip thing that is supposed to measure how much radiation I've been exposed to and it starts beeping when I'm getting too much at once. The unit that is used to measure radiation exposure is called milli-Rems... mR's for short. 5000 mR's per hour is the smallest amount that has been proven to have an association with cancer. When my belt clip beeps 42 times.. it means I've been exposed to 1 mR. I counted it beeping 15 times today.
Even though I was assured that it's safe.... I still kinda spent part of the day protecting my gametes. I don't want deformed kids. Hell.. I don't want anything of mine down there to become deformed either.
Tomorrow I'm scheduled to take a radiation safety class... so I'll definitely have to write about that.
Wednesday, June 11, 2003
And for everyone who's sent me one of those Friendster requests... I've finally done it. So yeah.. go look me up.. my email is
philipyen@yahoo.com
philipyen@yahoo.com
A Naked Bed
Due to some very poor planning on my part, this naked bed is what I'll be sleeping in tonite. Today was my laundry day, and I did two loads already and felt like since I was on a roll... I might as well wash my bed sheets, comfortor cover, and pillow cases. Well I put them in the washer and went out to visit a classmate of mine who had just had surgery.
By the time I came back it was already 11pm and I threw my bed-stuffs into the dryer. Since it usually takes at least 2 hours to dry a load and I need to sleep early tonite because I'm starting research tomorrow, this is what I'll be sleeping in.
I hope it's as amusing to you as it is to me.
ps.
thanks to Christine for showing me how to do this.
at least I'll have a very clean bed tomorrow!
Due to some very poor planning on my part, this naked bed is what I'll be sleeping in tonite. Today was my laundry day, and I did two loads already and felt like since I was on a roll... I might as well wash my bed sheets, comfortor cover, and pillow cases. Well I put them in the washer and went out to visit a classmate of mine who had just had surgery.
By the time I came back it was already 11pm and I threw my bed-stuffs into the dryer. Since it usually takes at least 2 hours to dry a load and I need to sleep early tonite because I'm starting research tomorrow, this is what I'll be sleeping in.
I hope it's as amusing to you as it is to me.
ps.
thanks to Christine for showing me how to do this.
at least I'll have a very clean bed tomorrow!
Tuesday, June 10, 2003
THIS takes you to a link that will make a poem out of whatever website you input. The following is the poem for my blog... interesting... seems kind of schizophrenic to me.
A Students
Life For the rational side of
watery diarrhea for a
pretty girl? I did my
fuckin 20 bux to
but my ability
to
get over it sorta sounds
music, stories, and narrative present in a trendelenberg
gate
you get the First year Ray
Christine Jen Hung
Ant Kentaminator Nam Arg Sophie
Sabrina Eugene Scott Ken
Becky Albert Tsai Brian Florence My friends
which is something
I went up tomorrow!
Philip, 1:05 AM
now I
mean ... the
past few weeks
Operation lose 20lbs by
some
urging
by hollywood can
produce up to finishing! I got like Boston Market..
but turned out swam and strangely
poetic...The exciting
life
For Me... was one named
rachel with about
clubbing...
A Students
Life For the rational side of
watery diarrhea for a
pretty girl? I did my
fuckin 20 bux to
but my ability
to
get over it sorta sounds
music, stories, and narrative present in a trendelenberg
gate
you get the First year Ray
Christine Jen Hung
Ant Kentaminator Nam Arg Sophie
Sabrina Eugene Scott Ken
Becky Albert Tsai Brian Florence My friends
which is something
I went up tomorrow!
Philip, 1:05 AM
now I
mean ... the
past few weeks
Operation lose 20lbs by
some
urging
by hollywood can
produce up to finishing! I got like Boston Market..
but turned out swam and strangely
poetic...The exciting
life
For Me... was one named
rachel with about
clubbing...
ok ok ok.... seriously... last one.. then I'll go to bed.. I mean c'mon... it's the last episode..
and besides.. that just means I won't be watching it later on.. so it's a good thing in the long run.
and besides.. that just means I won't be watching it later on.. so it's a good thing in the long run.
today... had dim sum this mornin... watched six feet under... went to Lucy's (my classmate) wedding shower... although I got lost on the way there.. came home.. watched six feet under... worked out.. swam and weight lifted.. came home.... watched six feet under...
and er... just for julian - I had cheerios today. j/k
I hate cheerios...
2:30... tired.... must watch one more....this'll be the last one for the nite.. I promise... seriously..
damn I love summer.
and er... just for julian - I had cheerios today. j/k
I hate cheerios...
2:30... tired.... must watch one more....this'll be the last one for the nite.. I promise... seriously..
damn I love summer.
Monday, June 09, 2003
oh yeah.. one more thing. what the hell is this "friendster" fever going around. I got like 15 invitations in the past few days. Ok ok.. i get the message.. I'll sign up.... tomorrow!
I planned to sleep at 10:30. But I ended up watching more episodes fo "Six Feet Under." My sis got the dvd set... I think I gave it to her for christmas or her b-day.. don't quite remember... but it's great. I get the feeling that it's a very real show... as real as anything put out by hollywood can be. Highly recommended.
Today I had breakfast in the morning with Yvonne and Sornya at Baker's Square.. a restaurant someone once told me was supposed to be like Boston Market.. but turned out to be more like Marie Callenders for the elderly. We were the youngest group in there.
Then I went to LA fitness to work out for the first time in weeks... Operation lose 20lbs by the end of the summer now commencing! I can feel it already.. tomorrow I'm going to be damn sore.
At nite... I ate with sisi, michelle, stan, and nick at Souplantation. I have the feeling I'm celebrating the end of the year with daily festivities of going out to eat and hanging out with friends... which is something I can't really complain about 'cept for the toll it's having on my bank account.
Plans for tomorrow: Wake up and call in sick... have dim sum with sornya, yvonne, and jeff eng. Then have dinner at a place called Twin Palms Restaurant (sounds expensive already) for a classmates' wedding shower. Talk about it more tomorrow...
and to all a good nite. I love summer!
Today I had breakfast in the morning with Yvonne and Sornya at Baker's Square.. a restaurant someone once told me was supposed to be like Boston Market.. but turned out to be more like Marie Callenders for the elderly. We were the youngest group in there.
Then I went to LA fitness to work out for the first time in weeks... Operation lose 20lbs by the end of the summer now commencing! I can feel it already.. tomorrow I'm going to be damn sore.
At nite... I ate with sisi, michelle, stan, and nick at Souplantation. I have the feeling I'm celebrating the end of the year with daily festivities of going out to eat and hanging out with friends... which is something I can't really complain about 'cept for the toll it's having on my bank account.
Plans for tomorrow: Wake up and call in sick... have dim sum with sornya, yvonne, and jeff eng. Then have dinner at a place called Twin Palms Restaurant (sounds expensive already) for a classmates' wedding shower. Talk about it more tomorrow...
and to all a good nite. I love summer!
Sunday, June 08, 2003
so.. anoterh bout of drunk blogging
I went to a club tonite called "the highlands." It cost me fuckin 20 bux to get in... which is kinda riduculous. I started the nite out with about 85 bucks.. and now I have about 7. Where did ti all go ? i dunno... dear lord.... i spent a lot tonite.. dinner, cover, drinks... drinks.. and drinks.. and then an after club del taco macho burrito
hell yeah... a macho burrtito for a macho guy...... balh!! !! Met some cute girls,... there was a really cute one named rachel with whom I suddelny found myself sitting next to... but I was too drunk to ask her for her hnumber or anyhing... I just kept sayin... "damn... i think you're fine"... and my friends would help saying "ya... phil is smitten... bveryyv very smitten" :)
good ole buddies.. .but wathever... i'm pretty inebriated. blah it was one of my more fun club experiences... we would just go up to random ass girls and say "hi have you met my friend...." whoever was stanidng next to us.. .heh heh... it works for some reason... fuck that gentlemanly shit... girls don't care.
:)
i went on a sprained ankle.. which is pretty retarded.. but my good buddy jeff xu gave me his super splint "the boot" which kept it stablized... I was hobling eveywhere tonite with a trendelenberg gate (you won't get it if you're not in med shcoo,.l) and yeah... i danced all right tho..
I accidentally stepped my yvonnes' foot though with my splint... whoops..I apologized profusely and then went and got another drink.. wher the hell did my fuckin money go tointe.... ? shit... oh well...
gawdamn I'm drunk righ tnow.... so intoxicated my head is throbbing already... I hope my hangover anint too bad tomorwoow.... can't type worth shit....................................................... heh heh... ok. blabh blahb aliewao'ith'wioth;i;dk;lioioijioc
gotta find some more pretty girls i think... too bad they won't give me the time of day.. I'll get over it hto... heh heh... and keep trying ... "so .. have you met my friend.......?"
I went to a club tonite called "the highlands." It cost me fuckin 20 bux to get in... which is kinda riduculous. I started the nite out with about 85 bucks.. and now I have about 7. Where did ti all go ? i dunno... dear lord.... i spent a lot tonite.. dinner, cover, drinks... drinks.. and drinks.. and then an after club del taco macho burrito
hell yeah... a macho burrtito for a macho guy...... balh!! !! Met some cute girls,... there was a really cute one named rachel with whom I suddelny found myself sitting next to... but I was too drunk to ask her for her hnumber or anyhing... I just kept sayin... "damn... i think you're fine"... and my friends would help saying "ya... phil is smitten... bveryyv very smitten" :)
good ole buddies.. .but wathever... i'm pretty inebriated. blah it was one of my more fun club experiences... we would just go up to random ass girls and say "hi have you met my friend...." whoever was stanidng next to us.. .heh heh... it works for some reason... fuck that gentlemanly shit... girls don't care.
:)
i went on a sprained ankle.. which is pretty retarded.. but my good buddy jeff xu gave me his super splint "the boot" which kept it stablized... I was hobling eveywhere tonite with a trendelenberg gate (you won't get it if you're not in med shcoo,.l) and yeah... i danced all right tho..
I accidentally stepped my yvonnes' foot though with my splint... whoops..I apologized profusely and then went and got another drink.. wher the hell did my fuckin money go tointe.... ? shit... oh well...
gawdamn I'm drunk righ tnow.... so intoxicated my head is throbbing already... I hope my hangover anint too bad tomorwoow.... can't type worth shit....................................................... heh heh... ok. blabh blahb aliewao'ith'wioth;i;dk;lioioijioc
gotta find some more pretty girls i think... too bad they won't give me the time of day.. I'll get over it hto... heh heh... and keep trying ... "so .. have you met my friend.......?"
Saturday, June 07, 2003
Finished my exam yesterday.. and so far.. I think I passed, at least unofficially. We'll get our results in 3 weeks. So if my feeling is correct, I am now a quarter of a doctor. 3 more years left baby!
To celebrate, I went home and slept for about 40 minutes and then decided to go play some basketball with some fellow classmates. On my first game, when we were just about to win by one point I went up to block someones shot, I landed and on someones foot and felt a little pop in my ankle.
Less than 3 hours after leaving med school for the Summer, I had sprained my ankle. I managed to drive home and tried to ice it and elevate it but it still swelled a lot.
I started thinking that some higher power was playing a cruel joke on me, "Yes you've completed your first year of med-school, but just so you don't enjoy your Summer too much, I'm going to give you this!!"
Then the rational side of me kicked in, there's no higher power sitting around smiting people by spraining their ankles. It was just someone elses foot and a lot of physics.
That same night, our class was having an end-of-the-year party at the Dean's house (he wasn't there but his daughter is in our class) and it was fun. I drank, ate, chit-chatted, and swore that I would'nt dance cuz it would just be stupid hopping around on the dance floor with one leg.
But after some urging by some pretty classmates (who can resist a pretty girl?) I danced, and as I imagined looked stupid trying really hard not to put too much pressure on my bum-ankle.
I had a pretty good time and subsequently paid for it this morning with an even fatter ankle and a little more pain.
To celebrate, I went home and slept for about 40 minutes and then decided to go play some basketball with some fellow classmates. On my first game, when we were just about to win by one point I went up to block someones shot, I landed and on someones foot and felt a little pop in my ankle.
Less than 3 hours after leaving med school for the Summer, I had sprained my ankle. I managed to drive home and tried to ice it and elevate it but it still swelled a lot.
I started thinking that some higher power was playing a cruel joke on me, "Yes you've completed your first year of med-school, but just so you don't enjoy your Summer too much, I'm going to give you this!!"
Then the rational side of me kicked in, there's no higher power sitting around smiting people by spraining their ankles. It was just someone elses foot and a lot of physics.
That same night, our class was having an end-of-the-year party at the Dean's house (he wasn't there but his daughter is in our class) and it was fun. I drank, ate, chit-chatted, and swore that I would'nt dance cuz it would just be stupid hopping around on the dance floor with one leg.
But after some urging by some pretty classmates (who can resist a pretty girl?) I danced, and as I imagined looked stupid trying really hard not to put too much pressure on my bum-ankle.
I had a pretty good time and subsequently paid for it this morning with an even fatter ankle and a little more pain.
Thursday, June 05, 2003
Something I found very fascinating and strangely poetic...
The bacteria, Escherichia Coli (gram negative baccilli), can cause a form of "watery diarrhea" which can lead to death due to dehydration if liquids are not replenished adequately. There are two groups of people that are susceptible to this. Ths first group are infants due to their underdeveloped immune system.
The second group are people from developed countries who travel to underdeveloped countries (they have not acquired immunity yet). For these people this is called travelers' diarrhea, for which another name is Montezuma's revenge, named after the Aztec king killed by the Spanish explorer, Cortez.
I just imagine the Spaniards celebrating the decimation of the Aztec empire at the hands of their cannons and small pox and then suddenly feeling a rumble in their stomachs. Then a mad rush to the nearest out-house ensues all the while the ghost of King Montezuma is laughing his ass off.
There... some micro-biology and European/South American history all rolled into one. It doesn't get more educational than that.
And for Ben... a little bit of biochemistry:
The toxin that E. coli secretes in the intestines inhibit the reabsorption of Na+ and Cl- and stimulate the secretion of Cl- and HCO3- which causes water to follow the osmotic pull of these ions. This results in water and electrolyte loss and can produce up to 20 liters of watery diarrhea in a day. That's a lot of friggin diarrhea!!
The bacteria, Escherichia Coli (gram negative baccilli), can cause a form of "watery diarrhea" which can lead to death due to dehydration if liquids are not replenished adequately. There are two groups of people that are susceptible to this. Ths first group are infants due to their underdeveloped immune system.
The second group are people from developed countries who travel to underdeveloped countries (they have not acquired immunity yet). For these people this is called travelers' diarrhea, for which another name is Montezuma's revenge, named after the Aztec king killed by the Spanish explorer, Cortez.
I just imagine the Spaniards celebrating the decimation of the Aztec empire at the hands of their cannons and small pox and then suddenly feeling a rumble in their stomachs. Then a mad rush to the nearest out-house ensues all the while the ghost of King Montezuma is laughing his ass off.
There... some micro-biology and European/South American history all rolled into one. It doesn't get more educational than that.
And for Ben... a little bit of biochemistry:
The toxin that E. coli secretes in the intestines inhibit the reabsorption of Na+ and Cl- and stimulate the secretion of Cl- and HCO3- which causes water to follow the osmotic pull of these ions. This results in water and electrolyte loss and can produce up to 20 liters of watery diarrhea in a day. That's a lot of friggin diarrhea!!
Wednesday, June 04, 2003
THIS article about snakes mating reminded me a lot about clubbing...
"Dozens of sex-crazed males wrap themselves around females in hopes of getting chosen to mate...Once the female has chosen a male, the mating ball unravels and the spurned males look for another partner."
just like a dance floor....
What I did today: Studied, ate, and went to the bathroom. Just variations on those three things.... the exciting life of a med student!
FYI
My favorite virus: Coxsackie virus which is an "enterovirus" that can cause mild fevers, respiratory symptoms, rashes, and meningitis.
And... when I say it fast... it sorta sounds like "cocksucker virus"... heh heh heh...
"Dozens of sex-crazed males wrap themselves around females in hopes of getting chosen to mate...Once the female has chosen a male, the mating ball unravels and the spurned males look for another partner."
just like a dance floor....
What I did today: Studied, ate, and went to the bathroom. Just variations on those three things.... the exciting life of a med student!
FYI
My favorite virus: Coxsackie virus which is an "enterovirus" that can cause mild fevers, respiratory symptoms, rashes, and meningitis.
And... when I say it fast... it sorta sounds like "cocksucker virus"... heh heh heh...
For the latest update... go HERE!
and... remember all that talk about videogames we had a few weeks back?... well here's and article reporting that a Federal Appeals Court ruled that video games are protected under the First Amendment.
"If the First Amendment is versatile enough to 'shield [the] painting of Jackson Pollock, music of Arnold Schoenberg, or Jabberwocky verse of Lewis Carroll,' we see no reason why the pictures, graphic design, concept art, sounds, music, stories, and narrative present in video games are not entitled to a similar protection," the court said in its ruling. "The mere fact that they appear in a novel medium is of no legal consequence."
Of all the people they listed.... I only recognize Lewis Carroll... who the hell are the others?!
and... remember all that talk about videogames we had a few weeks back?... well here's and article reporting that a Federal Appeals Court ruled that video games are protected under the First Amendment.
"If the First Amendment is versatile enough to 'shield [the] painting of Jackson Pollock, music of Arnold Schoenberg, or Jabberwocky verse of Lewis Carroll,' we see no reason why the pictures, graphic design, concept art, sounds, music, stories, and narrative present in video games are not entitled to a similar protection," the court said in its ruling. "The mere fact that they appear in a novel medium is of no legal consequence."
Of all the people they listed.... I only recognize Lewis Carroll... who the hell are the others?!
Tuesday, June 03, 2003
I spent most of the day being relaxed as hell. I have my super exam this friday and discovered that I read a lot slower than I thought I did. So I've fallen desperately behind on my study plan.
There's not enough time!!! While I was studying for a subject, hematology, I thought I was halfway done with it when I learned that there was another 2 inch binder for hematology that I forgot about. I wasn't even close to finishing! I got pissed off, frustrated and started cussing.
I've now taken a shower and regained my composure.
It's time to turn on the mental afterburners... no more fuckin around.
It's game time baby!
There's not enough time!!! While I was studying for a subject, hematology, I thought I was halfway done with it when I learned that there was another 2 inch binder for hematology that I forgot about. I wasn't even close to finishing! I got pissed off, frustrated and started cussing.
I've now taken a shower and regained my composure.
It's time to turn on the mental afterburners... no more fuckin around.
It's game time baby!
Sunday, June 01, 2003
Birthday's are expensive. Especially when they're not mine. I went to a friend's b-day in Irvine yesterday and an old roommates b-day today in Westwood. In the past two days I've driven more than 150 miles and spent more than $60 on food and presents.
On the other hand, having to go to all these birthdays means I have friends that like me enough to invite me out which is, as VISA so eloquently puts it... priceless.
I have two favorite songs right now. The first is "I Can" by Nas which has Beethoven's Fur Elise playing in the background and tells children that they can be whatever they want to be as long as they believe. The chorus goes
"I know I can, be what I wanna be.
If I work hard at it, I'll be where I wanna be."
The second song is "Where is the Love" by Black Eyed Peas and Justin Timberlake. It's a song pleading for people to increase and share, and spread more love.
Yo', whatever happened to the values of humanity
Whatever happened to the fairness in equality
Instead in spreading love we spreading animosity
Lack of understanding, leading lives away from unity
Two rare songs with a positive message in an industry plagued with greed, ego, and violence. Refreshing and Inspiring.
On the other hand, having to go to all these birthdays means I have friends that like me enough to invite me out which is, as VISA so eloquently puts it... priceless.
I have two favorite songs right now. The first is "I Can" by Nas which has Beethoven's Fur Elise playing in the background and tells children that they can be whatever they want to be as long as they believe. The chorus goes
"I know I can, be what I wanna be.
If I work hard at it, I'll be where I wanna be."
The second song is "Where is the Love" by Black Eyed Peas and Justin Timberlake. It's a song pleading for people to increase and share, and spread more love.
Yo', whatever happened to the values of humanity
Whatever happened to the fairness in equality
Instead in spreading love we spreading animosity
Lack of understanding, leading lives away from unity
Two rare songs with a positive message in an industry plagued with greed, ego, and violence. Refreshing and Inspiring.
A little bit of practical info from your favorite med student:
Why you shouldn't take aspirin or tylenol with alcohol...
Now the way aspirin gets rid of your pain, fever, and inflammation is by inhibiting two enzymes, Cyclooxygenase 1 and Cyclooxygenase 2 both of which are required to produce the chemicals in your body that induce pain (prostaglandins).
These two enzymes are also responsible for producing a chemical called thromboxane A2 which induces the platelets in your blood to clot (that's why you get scabs after bleeding).
So if you block the formation of thromboxane, your platelets won't clot as well (that's why they say aspirin helps keep away heart attacks which is due to clotting of the arteries in your heart).
Aspirin is an acidic drug and it accumulates very quickly in the cells of your stomach lining. This results in irritation, tissue damage and bleeding. Now if you combine the stomach bleeding that aspirin causes with its inhibition to blood clotting, you get uncontrolled bleeding. Add alcohol to all this, a chemical that can cause stomach bleeding by itself, and you get something really really bad. You can bleed to death.
Now the reason you shouldn't take Tylenol (acetaminophen) with alcohol is that tylenol is broken down by an enzyme, cytochrome p450, found in the liver into a toxic chemical called quinonemine.
Your body usually gets rid of quinonemine with something called glutathione, but once the glutathion in your body is depleted your liver cells start to die.
What alcohol does is increase the activity of Cytochrome p450 which then generates more toxic quinonemine which quickly depletes the glutathione and leads to increased liver damage. This can lead to liver failure for which the cure is getting a liver transplant.
I know this might've sounded a bit complicated, and there were a lot of weird new scientific words but hopefully you understand now that you should NEVER drink alcohol when taking painkillers.
This blog is dedicated to my good friend and former roommate Ben whose curiosity knows no bounds. That's probably why he's getting his PhD now. heh heh... PhD stands for Philip Huggin Degree
Why you shouldn't take aspirin or tylenol with alcohol...
Now the way aspirin gets rid of your pain, fever, and inflammation is by inhibiting two enzymes, Cyclooxygenase 1 and Cyclooxygenase 2 both of which are required to produce the chemicals in your body that induce pain (prostaglandins).
These two enzymes are also responsible for producing a chemical called thromboxane A2 which induces the platelets in your blood to clot (that's why you get scabs after bleeding).
So if you block the formation of thromboxane, your platelets won't clot as well (that's why they say aspirin helps keep away heart attacks which is due to clotting of the arteries in your heart).
Aspirin is an acidic drug and it accumulates very quickly in the cells of your stomach lining. This results in irritation, tissue damage and bleeding. Now if you combine the stomach bleeding that aspirin causes with its inhibition to blood clotting, you get uncontrolled bleeding. Add alcohol to all this, a chemical that can cause stomach bleeding by itself, and you get something really really bad. You can bleed to death.
Now the reason you shouldn't take Tylenol (acetaminophen) with alcohol is that tylenol is broken down by an enzyme, cytochrome p450, found in the liver into a toxic chemical called quinonemine.
Your body usually gets rid of quinonemine with something called glutathione, but once the glutathion in your body is depleted your liver cells start to die.
What alcohol does is increase the activity of Cytochrome p450 which then generates more toxic quinonemine which quickly depletes the glutathione and leads to increased liver damage. This can lead to liver failure for which the cure is getting a liver transplant.
I know this might've sounded a bit complicated, and there were a lot of weird new scientific words but hopefully you understand now that you should NEVER drink alcohol when taking painkillers.
This blog is dedicated to my good friend and former roommate Ben whose curiosity knows no bounds. That's probably why he's getting his PhD now. heh heh... PhD stands for Philip Huggin Degree
