A Not So Debilitating Disability

I was born with slightly different bone structure than most people. My mother's first reaction (well, perhaps not first) at my birth was, 'oh no, she has her father's fingers.' You see, my father and I share something (whose scientific word I don't know) called stiff fingers, which means six of my fingers bend only at the top joint. This 'disability' has made sure that I: 1) will stay out of the military 2) will never be able to climb ropes 3) won't live a normal life because everywhere I go someone will say, 'what happened to your fingers?' and 4) will not be able to play stringed instruments...or will I?!? Up until today, I was thoroughly convinced that I would never be able to play guitar to any extent. Then today happened, and I picked up my brother's guitar, found an old Chord chart and began manipulating my fingers to fit the little dots on the 6 vertical lines. And low and behold, I could do it!! Some chords are harder than others, and some I am not physically able to do, but most of them are mine!!! Most of them can be played by me, the one who should never have been able to play guitar at all! Sure, I will probably never be the best guitarist in the world, but the fact that I can do even one song on the guitar is amazing. Like whoa, and thank you God.

PS-My fingers hurt, but for once, I DON'T CARE!!!!!!

The Gang's All Home

This evening was the first reunion of 'the gang,' my rather small group of high school and now college friends, since school began. We had all seen one another from time to time, but nothing compares to having everyone under the same roof again, even the [un]fortunate few who attend school out-of-state. We once again segregated ourselves into the guys and girls. The boys chose to huddle around the (3) television[s] watching "Randy the Reindeer" (it is Christmas after all), and playing two different games. The girls played cards at the kitchen table and talked between frantic rounds of Nerts. I actually won a couple of times too. After several rounds of Nerts, most of the girls adjourned to the living room where we discussed boys and our periods (well what else is there to talk about?), for which we were duly mocked by our male friends. Then someone decided to whip out this balance board thing. I took it upon myself to entertain everyone by wobbling around on this thing then shooting it out from under myself and falling (rather hard) on my butt/side. After that initial ouch...and what am I doing on the floor, I found it quite funny, as did my good friend who was doing her best not to explode in a burst of laughter whilst I writhed with pain on the floor. Actually the writhing didn't really happen, it looked more like lying in a big heap moaning, but writhing is such a nice word, no? I have many times fallen before, but never so hard, and never on concrete covered in carpet. Needless to say, I remained relatively inactive for the remainder of the evening. So now I'm lying in bed a few hours later, wondering if I'm going to get a nice shiny bruise for my trouble.

Weekly Updates and Random Thoughts

When I got my trusty computer this summer, I discovered something call Sound Recorder among the programs that come in the Windows XP default package, and I had a blast recording things on it. When I departed for college, I decided that I wanted to maintain more than just e-mail communication with my two best friends (who just happen to be roommates) at the other Florida school, so I have used that medium to let them hear my voice every once in a while. It's actually kind of fun, I highly recommend it.

I hung out with Ruth and Amanda tonight, it was fun, and something I haven't done in years...literally. We baked cookies and talked about stuff, the cookies weren't so great, but talking was fun.

This afternoon I didn't get up until really late, cause I went to Lord Of The Rings: The Return Of The King last night. It was awesome.

I love Christmas vacation, especially since it means that I don't have to be in school.

Being a doctor is a hard enough profession as is without having to worry about law suits all the time....hence, people need to back off and cut them some slack, they are people too who make mistakes. PS-my BP is down now that I'm off that medication that my doctor prescribed.

I have horrible posture, maybe I should work on that.

I really like butterscotch.

That's all for now, maybe write more later.

A Moment Of Disbelief

This morning as I awoke (about 3 hours after I had intended), the first thing to cross my mind was inevitably what where my grades like this semester? I acted upon this thought by going downstairs (I'm home again, BTW) and getting online to the FSU website and checking my grades. Much to my surprise (and joy) I discovered that I had all 'A's except for one A- in my British Literature class, in which I had expected to get a C. You can imagine how extatic I was to discover this. After a full semester of moaning and groaning about my professor, I have finally come to the end, and I have an A to boot. Ok, A-....but does it really matter that much? I certainly hope not.

On A Totally Different Subject
If you're like me you know that the final installment of "Lord Of The Rings" premiered today. And if you are like me you probably went and saw it, just like I did, at midnight. If you're not like me, you really missed out, cause it was great. Orlando Bloom was incredibly sexy as he took down an Oliphant single handedly, and Karl Urban looked awesome riding around on his horse and spearing this badguy. In short, it was awesome. I already said that, but it is no less true.

Ok, well, it's really late (or early, whichever you prefer) so I think I'm gonna go hit the sack, because I'm tired, and have been awake for far far too long.