my happy place

I've been going to this diner for as long as I can remember. Now that I actually live here it means more to me than ever before. After a particularly average night out in BR, I feel like this part of Brooklyn just isn't doing it for me. What will I miss about the Ridge? Basically this diner is it!

postshift thoughts

quotable me tonight: "everytime you get really confident as an intern something or someone comes along to knock your ass back down off that pedestal."

interesting I should come up with a pedestal reference. isn't that was separates me from a lot of the other people I know? If I'm not up on that pedestal I'm sure as hell climbing on it. or back on it. or to the next one. that kind of thing breeds a shit-ton of jealousy. and all I'm doing is being the only way I know how to be. call it whatever you want. I don't do it for anyone else but myself.

I saw some crazy hit last night. admitted a sbo, first MICU admit... fulmanant liver failure. intubated. again. central line. again. seriously. I love my job.