Studying

Instead of studying last night, I fixed my computer and re-installed software for better outlining (facepalm of shame).

More Kittens

Since Solitary Diner wanted a drawing of her kitties, I went and made one tonight :o)

The mouse toy is really similar to how Simon over at Simon's Cat draws his mousey toys, but it was purely accidental.  Mouse toys all look the same!

It's not the pear-cat drawing, although it's easy enough for me to swap out the gray coat for a tabby and calico coat.

Semi-Productive

Instead of studying I ended up watching Thor and playing around on my Wacom Bamboo drawing tablet.  I finally figured out how to make the lines cleaner...which is just to use separate layers in Adobe Photoshop for the outline and for colors.  The result of that was an improvement from previous doodles.

First Foray Outside

I ventured outside today to take out my stitches, pick up a library book, and of all things, go to Trader Joe's.

My stitches came out much easier than I thought. I thought it would hurt but it was quick and totally painless. I met the clinic's physicians assistant today to go over my recovery.  My orthopedic surgeon seems to have a system where she takes care of all new patients up through surgery and her PA takes over the recovery process so the doc can keep seeing new patients. Very efficient, in my opinion. The PA seemed impressed that I stopped taking Percocet on Friday, but I have been taking OTC painkillers.  I think part of the leftover pain is coming from muscle stiffness due to wearing a sling all day every day, and possibly due to poor posture.

Sleeping is unexpectedly not a problem.  When I first started having shoulder problems in high school, I had a few scares where I woke up with a dislocated shoulder and after that, I somehow conditioned myself to sleep like a log.  It sucks to think about how bad my shoulder was, but on the bright side, sleeping with a sling on wasn't as difficult or uncomfortable as the doc thought.

Trader Joe's was way more crowded than I thought at 2pm and I was on the lookout for oblivious people who are too busy to watch where they are shoving their carts and kids who aren't being supervised.  I felt like doing this:

Idea taken from a Simpson's episode

But the trip for dried cranberries and bran flakes was definitely worth it and it gave me an idea for doodling material.

Random Conversations

Friend:  So how are you doing after surgery?
Me:  I'm good, just staying home, taking my pain meds.
Friend:  Can you move around and stuff?
Me:  Yeah but I won't leave the house too much...it's still pretty hard to get dressed and stuff.  I should just go commando.
Friend:  You should just wear a sheet like the Romans.

Me: That would be awesome!!!

Toga Mingle

Lost in the Kitchen

I wonder about my housemates sometimes....Or more accurately, I am mildly amused by their antics.

Still learning to make cleaner drawings on the WACOM Bamboo tablet.  Weeeeeeeeeeeee

Anthropologist Mingle

When Jenny first moved in, they were doing their couple-nest-building thing, so I had to listen to a lot of their conversations (which, despite hiding in my room 90% of the time, I could hear every word clearly) =/

Also...testing out the new WACOM Bamboo tablet. weeeeeeeeee!!!!

I just noticed my mis-type in there =/ but it's too much effort to fix it right now XD

Misplaced Ambitions - How Work is Like the School Cafeteria

My dream is to one day not have to go to work with so many catty womens who like to 1-up you on random insignificant details.  

Intro: Landlord and the GF

Some time ago, Liz my landlord announced that her gf, Jenny would be moving in with her and they would be sharing the bed and bath downstairs.  Seeing as how I would get the upstairs level to myself, I didn't mind so much.  

What I quickly realized, aside from the hippie paraphernalia, was that the house became infinitely dirtier.  The house is still a 3-person household, but with the addition of a 3rd cat.  Somehow, Jenny and the cat are adept at tracking dirt and herbs and catnip all over the house within an hour after i had thoroughly swept and mopped....

So I stopped cleaning, and hide in my room when home. Which is unfortunate, since I actually enjoyed hanging out with the other housemate, who moved out prior to Jenny's arrival. =/

In addition to the picture illustrated above, there is also a postcard of naked women forming a peace sign on the fridge, so every time I want to get milk for my lucky charms cereal, I see it =/ I was tempted to protest this...But I also realized that despite being a hippy, she turns into a prissy princess when things don't go her way, like when Liz repealed the "cell phone conversations in your room" rule.  Apparently, Jenny couldn't stand the thought of having to go to the bedroom for a phone call...Nevermind that Liz and I aren't even HOME until after 6, whereas she is unemployed and home all day (making a mess).

A Proper Intro...Comic #2!!

I think further down the road, I will invest in a WACOM tablet for the sake of NOT getting carpal tunnel...although coloring something easier is probably a better start than trying to color a full page spread.


Over the years, I have started to realize that the process of applying to med school is a huge conundrum.  Everyone likes to ask what kind of doctor you want to be....It's not just a simple 'oh, what fields are you interested in and why?'...It's as if they demand to know exactly you want...as if just shadowing a primary care physician for a couple hours each week for two years in undergrad clearly shows that I am interested in primary care. 


I hate that...the absolutes.  If I choose to withhold answering with a definitive specialty, they judge.  I can see that people are looking for an applicant with conviction and drive, but honestly I just want to reserve vocalizing my decision until i have more information on what it's like being a GP, or radiologist, or neurosurgeon.  Sure, i can read about cardiology, neurology, and radiology...but it's not the same.  Even then, Dr. F at work very astutely pointed out that a med students' residency choices are often very biased opinions...Someone who had a blast and loved doing rotations with the anesthesiologists at one school might be miserable in residency. 


But...it is what it is, and choices like that are never set in stone.  It's possible to change residencies (but probably painful and stressful).  


For the record, I do like anesthesiologists...the ones I've met have the best sense of humor (extreme sarcasm). :P I also like putting people to sleep so i don't have to deal with annoying or whiny patients.  I admire how they make their jobs look so easy and carefree (checking e-mails, using a freakin ipad during surgery), but I also know their insurance premiums are pretty high, considering all the things that CAN go wrong because of anesthesia.  

First comic!

Was going to commemorate first blog post with an intro-comic....but work pissed me off for three straight days, so i spent the majority of my evenings drawing and coloring this to illustrate the frustration i felt.  Depending on how often I do this...I might invest in a WACOM tablet because coloring took a long time =/