So I spent the better part of last night watching a"To Catch a Predator" marathon with my cousin, Molly (no, it's not what you're thinking, this show has significantly less green blood). If you have never seen the South Park episode where Cartman pretends to have Turrets, you should click here and watch it - not only is it hilarious in it's own right, but they do a spot-on spoof of To Catch a Predator that will change the way you watch the show forever. TCAP is a depressing, disgusting, uncomfortable show (though if it discourages even one predator from abusing a child, then it has served it's purpose), but Chris Hansen is truly hilarious.
In other news, I had my first day observing my family practice doctor on Friday. It went really well, and was very interesting; needless to say, this was a very different atmosphere than in my uncle's neurosurgery clinic. Dr. Eck, the doc I followed around, is great - he's very personable and caring, and he's also very intelligent and a great doctor. Apparently, my aunt and uncle sat next to the Ecks at a charity ball last night (doesn't that sound old-timey and magical?) and Dr. Eck said that it was "great having [me] around," that he "really enjoyed it," but that I'm "too polite for his office." I'm not really sure what that last part means, but I guess it's better than the alternative. Anyway, I am with Dr. Eck tomorrow again, and then off until a week from Friday. Should be sweet. Oh, but I have to dress "biz cas," whatever that means - he seems to always wear polo shirts, does that mean I can?
I'm finally done with my medicine, so unfortunately, I must say goodbye to my hyper-keen sense of smell. I'm giving it a send-off today by playing in the garbage and hanging out in the back yard where the dogs always poop.
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