The Kitty Hawk is gone and I am very sad. My vicarious mini-vacation is over and now I have to buckle down and be a real!life!resident! I have had so much fun over the last few weeks. I’ve hit all my favorite restaurants, gone out and seen a bunch of sights, and really had a nice transition into SD life.
And you know what? There’s still so much to do. I want to go to the beach more, go boogie-boarding, swim La Jolla cove, go to the zoo and Sea World, explore more California coastal towns, find exciting new places and realize that I’ve picked a very cool place to be over the next five years. Five years! Yikes! What have I done? (<– please note crazy vacillating emotional state. Very par for course over the last few days)
Kelly (roomie) invited me to go to the zoo tonight and I was all set to go except 1) I realized I be a total Debbie Downer since I’m so bummed out and 2) even if I could, I have too much work. This blog post is a break!
Oh, and at some point, I’m going to learn how to surf. So that when I go back to Chiba (someday?), I will totally dominate. As opposed to causing my freckles on my stomach to get total surf board rash from only paddling all day long.
Have you ever thought that people notice the weirdest things? I was thinking about facial symmetry the other day. Although you would think one side of the face should be a mirror image of the other, it’s often not. Sometimes it’s due to acquired life experiences- a scar here or there, for example. But a lot of the times, it’s just the way a person’s face is. I’ve seen pictures before where true mirror images of a person’s side of the face is copied to the other and it is really interesting. Some people look way different, usually in terms of how their countenance appears.
This thought comes up every so often because I frequently think of a plastic surgery patient who came to follow-up and was very upset that her nostils were asymmetrical. Qu-est que c’est? Who thinks about that? Well, my sister for one. Ask her about what she thinks about Rosario Dawson’s nostrils. Something vaguely bothered my sister while she was watching a movie featuring R.D. and at the end, thanks to an illuminating camera angle, my sis realized that it was RD’s freakishly large nostrils.
Discuss amongst yourselves. Next up in vague Mike Myer’s line references: “Head” in So I Married an Axe Murderer.
Argh, I have totally be trapped in my “I have so much to update and I don’t know how to start” paralysis. Exhibit A? I don’t even have any summer pictures on my FLICKR account. I will work on it- promise! I have to finish up Guam, Hawaii I & II as well as various other topics o’ the summer.
BUT, things that I already love about San Diego-
1. MY IPHONE! I finally got it. And it is the kewlest. I love it. I’m trying to think of a name, but it can’t be forced, you know?
2. I live 2 miles from work. And I ran my future commuting route tonight. One or two slight inclines but nothing bad in either direction!
3. My new roomie is great. Phew! Normal in email translated to normal in life. And her dog is even cuter than the pics!
4. I made mussels for the first time ever. Tomato-garlic broth, only 4 unopened mussels, no food poisoning- awesome!
5. I love Cabrillo Monument National Park. I think it’s tied with Torrey Pines for prettiest views in SD.
6. I am completely moved off the Kitty Hawk. It was slightly hellacious moving all my stuff off (heavy!) but it’s done.
7. Checking into the hospital is working out well. But that’s another entry.
Ok, I’ll write real, essay-like entries v. soon. No more cop-out lists!
Ok, so I really want to continue my blog (BTW, Hello! It’s been awhile, no?) but my profile is still in Japanese when I try to edit posts, settings, etc. This is very problematic since I can’t read Japanese! So I’m going to try and figure out how to change the language setting.
But for now…I’m in San Diego! I arrived yesterday, picked up my car Bluey, moved off the ship (heinous), moved into my new place. I will write more later but I’m just trying to figure out if I should pack it in and just start a new blog or call a help line. Does Blogger have a help line? I will let you know!
Last night I was on duty. At about 2100, a kid fell up a ladder. As it turned out, he fell down a (long) ladder while climbing up it. He was sent to the ER with a suspected hand fracture, which couldn’t be confirmed on the ship due to lack of Xray qualified personnel in the duty section. It turned out to be a rather involved fracture of his right (dominant) hand. At our morning meeting today, the following conversation occurred:
Me: ” So, I guess he’s seeing Ortho today. It’s too bad because he’s supposed to start leave today. He’s planning on going to the States tonight. Apparently, he was pretty upset when he was told he might not be able to go.”
Someone: “Well, I heard that he was going to propose to his girlfriend while he was back.”
[Everyone makes “oh that’s too bad” faces and sad sounds. Except…]
Ship’s PA: “That’s what you call divine intervention!”