We, The People...
These guys are the best.Today, I woke up after three hours of sleep, did I say that already?I was headed out for groceries and some postcards, but my phone blingy-blinged (text message noise) and it was “Party Arty” saying they were going to go grab a bite, meeting in the lobby at 1pm. So, I went down and waited with them (I had to get the scoop on the evening’s events after Jillian and I came back!)So, it turns out we were heading toward Morningside heights (the downtown campus, also referred to as the “undergrad campus”) to the diner that they show in the Seinfeld episodes.
When I found out that the Columbia shuttle doesn’t run on weekends, I was out—the subway freaking kills me—so many damned stairs and everyone moves so fast—I was going to slow them all up, so I said I was tired and needed a nap, and they were off, with disappointment, which was flattering.
I went shopping for some food (to put in my spiffy new fridge) and got some more “help the trade deficit get bigger” crap from china, and I mean CRAP—from the 99 cent store (God, WHY do those places smell so freaking awful!? Like a toxic chemical cocktail!) I came back only to notice that I had dropped the little tray of sliced melon – damnit! Probably better for me, they weren’t organic, and they were packaged in cellophane—ugh.
So, I didn’t really eat much all day…chips, tea…a couple of cookies out of the $7 Newman’s Own cookie bag—yes, SEVEN dollars. For cookies. Not a big bag, but a bag in New York, you see.
So there comes a light little rap on my door, and it’s the feller that I thought had been a little questionable last night—I let him in, we sat and chatted for a bit, and then decided to go get some food/coffee. So, we were meeting at the famous lobby in 15.
Just then Arty texts (blingy-bling!) saying “what’s up for tonight? Meeting up at 10? What’s the plan?”I called him and said “are you insane? I’m an old lady; I can’t keep up with you youngins!” but we did meet for a quick bite and then a beer run for the pre-drinkers.
Mr. Questionable redeemed himself to me. Paid for my 3 gallon water?! And then Arty carried it back for me all the way back to the dorms—these guys rock my socks. They’ve already let me know that they’re there for me, if I need help carrying stuff, one of them has offered to carry me—you guys : ) I am speechless—what an awesome crowd.
Of course, wait til we get into it in a couple of weeks…and everyone is sleep deprived, panicked and stressed out! (nah—I think we’ll be ok)In short—I’m in good company folks—they’ve got my back and don’t worry about me back at home, ok?
posted by sketchmonkey @ 8:21 PM
5 Comments:
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Well, I was 18--Crushes are hard to avoid then.
Wow, that sounds incredible that you guys have kept touch for over 20 years!!! I remember Mo, and Lu, and all the faces on 40, if not the names.
I think you were all the impetus for all this I'm doing now. I just never thougtht I could do it (that I was smart enough)
I still don't, but I'm going to try to make you proud, big sistah!
:)
Miss you and love you--you crack me up with your comment about Mo's house--thinking like a Cali girl now...heat, roof...the first things that pop into my mind when I see a place too (that and eccentric seismic loads--but that's from my previous life :D heh)
Lisa
Wow, I never knew Spot was Martha's sister! Wild. I bet they still look great--the two of them were so cute together! Amazing to think that they're fifty!? with kids even...yikes.
Schedule is pretty tough, considering there are 8 courses to complete in 8 weeks: we go 7-4 clinicals Weds and Thurs and 9 to 5 pm class days (mon, tues, friday) and they told us that we'd be doing 12 hour shifts with the nurses during his/her shift 7am-7 pm or 7 pm-7am depending on their shift) and to include weekends--which is a cruel blow to those of us from the M-F 9-5 world.
I'm looking forward to advanced physio and pathophysio and pharmacology--starting to read those books alread. There's a couple of med/surg books and I accidentally opened it to the anesthesia page (what are the odds!?) and it was a freaking page-turner! (scary, but extremely interesting!)
Can't wait to speak your lingo, and know what the heck you are saying!
Thanks for all the positive words, Jean--I know it was your letter that got their attention and made them pick me (out of 500 applicants!) You're my inspiration and I'm gonna (try to) make you proud, big sistah!
Lisa
OH! I see--I don't think I remember Sarah (by name anyway, maybe by face)
Yeah, got a long day tomorrow--so tired and sleep deprived already :(
I'll live.
Seriously...who IS this "anonymous?!" LOL
Interesting site. Useful information. Bookmarked.
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