Where is for lovers?

I live in Virginia and have yet to figure out exactly how the phrase "Virginia is for Lovers" was coined. I mean, there is some beautiful scenary and all, but there´s nothing about the state has created a spark for me. Let me tell you about a place that is for lovers...

Cross the Atlantic and skip over the country of Colubus´ maiden voyage and you find the oldest country in the world. Spain. And yes, this place is for lovers.

I am here, in Spain, to spend a week with some family on the southern end of it, particularly Estepona. Í spent today in Madrid and one of the dominant observations i´ve made is that these people are all hooked up and they don´t mind showing it to the world.

Aside from lovers, I found myself a hostal for the night, figured out the metro system, fed myself, and spent the afternoon exploring streets and the halls of the Museo del Prado. It´s like walking through my art history text book.

Let´s just say, I love my life!!!

random...

speaking of random, one time, my friend told me that nothing is ever random. then he went on to explain how every single event is the result of another happening and therefore, random doesn't really exist. for instance, although i would describe my awakedness at this late hour on a work night (yes folks, i think i just made up the word awakedness, but i could be wrong) as random, that's not really the case. i'm up this late because i went to dinner late, exercised late, talked on the phone late, can't sleep, etc. so really it's simply relatively aberrant from my regular behavior. i don't know why i said relatively in that last sentence... relative to what? the regular i guess... haha... i like it when my brain gets like this. :)

ok good night now.

follow up on 'my brain'

uhhh... that was random.

my brain

lately, i've entertained myself by thinking about my brain. for instance, today made me very aware of the fact that when I lack sleep, my brain suffers the most. sometimes it seems like i can feel my brain - like when i'm processing a heavy load of new information. also, i always complete sentenses and thoughts in my brain, but not always when i'm talking out loud, which, i do realize, is just my brain being lazy.

so then i ask myself, why in the world am i up at 12:30 AM mumbling about my brain when it's far past my bedtime? the answer to that question is two fold: my stomach and my muscles.

late running and late dinner = not tired at bedtime.

hmmm... actually, now that i think about it, i am sleepy. maybe that's why i'm rambling about this nonsense.... zzzz :)

i miss the world!

I've been MIA! Totally out of commission. Fallen off the face of the planet. Hmmm... Gone. Not available.

Maybe a better word for it is... work.

First Week

Holy cow! I feel like I drank out out of a fire hose. Starting a new job is exciting and exhausting. I survived my first week and here are a few of my impressions:

1. I fell into the perfect place! My five year plan entails becoming a physician's assistant. There is no better way to prepare for PA school than by working in a vascular surgery department.

2. So much to learn! I took a lot of health classes during my undergrad so many of the terms I heard this week were familiar; however, I now need a working knowledge of biology, anatomy, and health information. Already, I can tell that I will seep in so much of this practical understanding by being in this new environment.

3. Big organization v. Little organization: My previous employer was a tiny nonprofit. Now I'm working in a huge top ranked hopsital that's been recognized as one of DC's best employers. The contrast is interesting. The small nonprofit afforded me a lot of autonomy, while the hospital seems quite bureaucratic. But I think I'm going to really excell in the structural environment. And to say the least, heck yes for employee benefits!!!!!

Well, I have a lot of adjustments to make, but soon enough, I know that I'll love this new adventure.