Well, I am just sitting here waiting to go to the Medical School Prom. Yes folks....Medical School Prom. In many ways, Medical school is like revisiting high school, with legal drinking and more free time. I am in a regular orchestra, I play broomball and volleyball, and I see the same 165 people everyday. Oh.....and we have lockers! Today I was conned into spending $14 bucks for a ticket so I can go stag with a bunch of my girlfriends (Matt couldn't make it....lucky him). The ticket cost include food, two drinks, some gambling, and some dancing. The sucky thing is that because of my freakish inflammed tibialis anterior muscle, I am unable to drink due to the horse-tranquilzer pills I am on (the good news....I feel no pain...physically that is....I might be scarred for life for going to prom....again!)

Matt is in the full swing of student teaching. This means that he is stressed and cranky (like me most days actually). That also means that I will only get to see him twice this spring, once for a Catholic pre-marriage retreat (yuck!), and maybe once over my Spring break if I decide to come to Fargo. I have taken to calling him my phantom fiancee here at school, because very few people have seen him (and probably think I made him up). Going stag tonight will only help to fan the flames.

I found the PERFECT house to rent for next year. Unfortunately, it is available NOW, and will probably be taken before I can move in May....the story of my life.

Well, I sound probably head out to my car and go pick up my companion Elizabeth at the frat house (up, a frat house......who have I become?!?)

I have a weekend full of mindless chores, so I will probably update again......