Oh Boy

"The labs are cool when you counsul patients because that's what a pharmacist really does" - 3rd Year Pharmacy Student

That's what I was informed by my student guide yesterday. Now to be fair, they admitted they initially decided on pharmacy school for the money and only 'recently' decided it was because they wanted to help people.

Day one and I realize that there are many people who are unaware of what they are getting into.

Already I am labeled the troublemaker in the class. Everyone else is asking our speakers short, cute questions while I whip out a multi-layered question that initially stammers the speaker. Call it a surprise bitch slap if you will.

And several upper level people loved it or so I'm told.

Another item I am hearing repeatedly, especially when I mention where my preference is, is that 'retail is all about the money aspect of pharmacy.' I guess I'm going to have to re-educate those students as well to help dispell that myth as well.

I would say the first day has been successful. I am determined to not let my entire fall into the same traps as everyone else.

Perhaps I'm too much of a damned optimist...

Day 1: First Lesson? How To Deal With Pimps and Hoes

As this post is... well posted, I shall have just started my very first day as a pharmacy student. No, there is no ticker tape parade or a rousing performance by Wayne Newton.

Nothing fancy like that.

It is, however, the first step towards the completion of what is quickly becoming a lifetime goal. And it is also the first step towards more damn interesting musings by yours truly.

Who else is excited?

Accidentally Drunk

A few weeks ago I sat trying to explain the term 'Accidently Drunk' to two former co-workers who seemed unable to grasp my definition. My hope is that by posting my explanation here, that I am not the only one this happens to.

Or else I have some sort of problem, but I digress.

Now I don't drink that often, hell I'm lucky to see the inside of a bar once a month. I'm generally too busy to go out and get hammered every week like many of my peers do.

Here is where the term 'Accidentally Drunk' comes into play.

Occasionally I would go out to eat with friends to do apps and beer at a place like Applebee's. Mainly it was to blow off steam from the previous week and the initial plan was to head home and finish some homework afterwards.

Instead I found myself leaving a bar at 1am after a three hour session of beer pong. And I was completely sh-wasted.

What had started out as just a small gathering for dinner ended up turning into a night of drinking for six hours. Was it fun? You bet your ass it was fun. I rarely get to do things like that anymore. Was it planned? No way in hell.

I was 'accidentally drunk'. To be honest the night flowed so naturally that none of us realized we had been drinking as long as we had, nor had we noticed how drunk we were, until someone noticed it was after midnight.

Luckily at this point I was within walking distance of home.

This isn't the first time this has happened to me. A few months back my wife and I were going to watch a movie and decided to have some Captain and Coke to end a long day. I woke up the next morning to a splitting headache to find that we (myself mostly) had ended up drinking the entire bottle of Captain.

Was it planned? Nope, but again it was damn good fun.

Maybe I'm the only person this happens to because I almost never go out anymore. But I tell ya what, usually the most fun nights I have is when this happens.

Funny how that works...

Stick Assectomy

Why is it every person I see in a pharmacy down here, at least those that are my age, seems to have a stick shoved so far up their ass it's branches are poking out their nose?

No one says hi, few smile, yet they imagine to project an aura of superiority. It's impressive in almost a sad way.

Am I that unusual in that I have a sense of humor and actually find joy in something other than being serious? Yes, sometimes shit sucks, but suck it up and carry on. I pray to Buddha that my classmates are not like that.

I'm fun, and damnit I won't have people rain on my parade.

Perhaps it has something to do with this area in general because I don't remember this many pharmacy folk being unapproachable in any of my other travels. Maybe there is a Paxil-deficiency in this region of the country.

Or maybe they just need some Fuckitol.

Followed by a Stick Assectomy.

Yep, that's it....

Personal Retrospection

As I sit here about to embark on the last leg of the journey which spawned the creation of this website, I find myself doing a bit of personal retrospection. I almost feel as if we should cue some sappy music... hold on...

Ok here we go, click play and continue on:



Anywho, when I started the little refresh of this blog I was more or less forced to go over the initial posts. Back when I was lucky to have twenty people stumble upon this site daily.

For one, I can actually write half-assed decently now. My recent re-write of my testicular adventure (note to self: copyright this name for future film use) was done because I realized I now could do a much better job of conveying such a story.

Holy shit, could I almost be a writer now?

My struggles with surviving my undergrad is apparent to me even though it may not be to you. Actually this post might make it more apparent... although I wish I woulda saved that idea for a post title.

With how much I have changed these past few years, I wonder just who I will be at the end of the next four years. Hopefully I won't be a woman, but you never know, stranger things have happened.

And to all of those who told me to give up four years ago and that I would never make it, I have but one thing to say.

What's A Bro Gotta Do For Some Smokes?

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