I wrote a few paragraphs before doing some editing. When I hit the delete key to correct one of my many spelling errors my computer confused the delete key with the back button on Internet Explorer. Paragraphs lost! If this ever happens to mecat the hospital I plan on going to check myself into the psych unit. and this will happens as electronic medical records aspire to be as useful and bug free as Internet Explorer. I'll have time to revise this statement during next month's day off.
ENTJ, which may be the source of my problems.

I'm a 3rd year medical student, as well as a holder of a ms in microbiology who used to be a financial analyst. I crunched numbers for a little over 3 years before realizing that i didn't want to wake up in my 30s still staring at microsoft excel. Instead, I made a change and woke up just after my 30th birthday as a first year med student. THough to be honest, starting pre-med at 27, when almost everybody in my class were college freshmen, was a bigger shock. But the awkwardness of the situation never got to me, and that helped me realize I had made a good choice.
And as you're probably wondering, I am considering doing residency in pediatrics and then a fellowship in infectious diseases. Bacteria, fungus, virusus and parasites don't scare me, though I do have a healthy respect for them (read: gloves, gowns, masks, handwashing...ALWAYS). But vegetables do scare me. I am very much a meat and potatoes guy.

(on the rare occassions when i open my mouth) either shocking people random tidbits that are weaved together that spur on fantastic conversations that know no bounds OR sticking my foot in my mouth. I rarely know which will happen. I could depend on whether or not I've slept the previous night or been able to enjoy a diet coke, but I have yet to identify a trend.

It depends on what I say. I'm rather shy around most people. It is a trait that has always been with me but has become worse in med school. Opening one's mouth is a good way to prove you don't know something. But once I am comfortable I am filterless. Most of the time it works in my favor. But with more obvious things, I will never be confused with a fashionista (sp). My wardrobe is "comfortable" and thus not terribly hip. But most of the time I'm in scrubs, a white coat and tie or running gear, so now most people never have to endure my large collection of long sleeve polo shirts.

Books: I have a habit of buying 5 books and then reading 3 of them. But given school/work, reading anything other than medical texts has not happened much as of late. Recent books that I've finished, I don't finish books I dislike, include: Engleby (disturbed main character, which made it a quick and fun read), Your Inner Fish, No Blade of Grass (had to buy it used and I read it while enjoying an English cottage I won at an auction. I couldn't have asked for a better setting for this book), The Real James Herriot and Prep. Recently failed reads: Lords of Light (Argo) and Under the Skin (may try this one again). Note, this is not a list of my favorite books.

Movies: feel free to ask. I will admit that I do like zombie movies.

TV: I disconnected my cable to same money and time. Med school and TV can't coexist without dreadful side effects. I do like watching re-runs (DVDs and youtube) of Law & Order (original & SVU), Frasier and almost anything British.

family
friends
chapstick
my unending quest to defy my age and stay healthy
new discoveries that allow random things to be tied together
smart-wool socks

see six things I could never do without and add in: the zombie movie my college roommate and I dream about writing as well as how I would like to develop my career as a physician. And I think about mundane things like the economy, my retirement...

jogging, reading, sleeping, watching a DVD, out to dinner with friends. And I mean a cheap dinner. I don't do for expensive fancy places. And I don't go clubbing. I love music, but not if it drowns out the conversation, and not if the drinks in the place cost as much as my weekly food budget. You may think this sounds dreadful, but I am comfortable with my current quiet life, and while I would like to be more social, I will not sacrifice what I have worked for to attend some "really cool party with neon colored drinks."

I've had the same Enya album playing, on repeat, in my car for weeks, well, maybe months. Right now, the only time I need to drive to when I have to commute to an outside hospital at either crazy early hours. And on the off change I get to drive at a normal time, it will be rush hour. I think win, but I see the traffic and it is a fail. Because of this, the album is the only reason I don't have a brain aneurysm while driving. [note: i dislike driving]