Was reading over past essays and papers on my hard drive just now. I was a much better writer 5 years ago than I am now. I suppose that means I need to stop dulling my brain with the internet and get to reading real literature again

Am about halfway through the interview season, and am feeling a bit disoriented and plain exhausted from all the traveling. I am a creature of habit and routine, and therefore have definitely been out of my comfort zone quite a bit for the past month. I think it's more the temporary loss of seeing familiar faces everyday, loss of being in the OR everyday, and loss of working at a task to completion (ie. seeing a patient in clinic or admitted to hospital, helping the team get them discharged asap. I never knew how happy a bowel movement can make an entire group of people until I saw my entire team on CRC erupt in cheers [CHEERS!] when one of our lovely patients passed gas AND have a BM days after we assumed he would. No wait, actually I did know) that is really getting to me. The past month has been a blur of random hotels, driving through desolate interstates, and singing in the car. Lots of singing in the car. I try to listen to Surgical Recall every once in awhile, but only when adequately refreshed and caffeinated.

Now on the interview trail I must sell myself a bit, and it is something I am not used to. I did not go to school to be a salesperson. So I have just been acting my usual cheery self, and hopefully that will strike a chord in some people, and we'll see where this match takes us, then. I think I will be happy anywhere in my top 15, really. As long as I am doing surgery, have cable and a cat, and there is a Starbucks and/or Panera in town, everything is more than golden.