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My self-summary
I've got to consider myself very lucky. I took a roundabout way of coming to med school and did some pretty great stuff along the way. I lived in Burkina Faso (West Africa) for a couple years while in the Peace Corps and spent another two in Japan teaching English. Traveling is important to me and I imagine another bout of living abroad is in my future.
What I’m doing with my life
I moved to KC last year for med school.

Good books and art have always been important to me.
I’m really good at
Parcheesi and's actually quite embarrassing how seriously I take parcheesi
The first things people usually notice about me
My nieces and nephews think I have a large adams apple.
Favorite books, movies, shows, music, and food
-Tobias Wolff, David Foster Wallace, William Seabrook
-Cool Hand Luke, Jaws, Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid
-I've recently been listening to a lot of Zappa, though I'm not proud of this. I used to list: Tool, The Police, and Yes
The six things I could never do without
I tried to be a vegetarian but bacon is so damn good. I also wish I ate more pie....and good coffee is wonderful. My friends and family take the cake, though
The most private thing I’m willing to admit
-I can be a bit snobbish about books. I was an English major in college and when people ask what I read, I tend to answer 'literature'....using air-quotations like an asshole; I try not to be an asshole.

-While in the Peace Corps, a village woman named Tibo, but who I called Yaaba (meaning 'grandmother' in Moore), brought a sickly child to my house while the head of the village's health clinic was out for a couple days. She believed me to be a doctor, despite my constant protestations. Yaaba asked me for medicine for the child, explaining that the child had a malady of the stomach. There was no doubt that the child was in a bad way. Regardless of this, it had been drilled in my head not to give out medications to villagers. (We had been given a kit w/ thermometer, gauze and hydrogen peroxide, tylenol etc.) 'If you start doling out articles from your personal kit, you'll open a pandora's box and you'll get requests and demands w/ no end. Furthermore, these supplies are for YOUR health and well-being.' I told Tibo that I had nothing for the child. (I rationalized this by thinking, what have I got?...Pepto won't help- the girl clearly has some sort of parasitical infection.) Tibo brought the child to my house for three successive days, asking me kindly to help; I refused her each time. When the head of the health clinic finally came back, he informed me that we would be going to the funeral of Tibo's granddaughter the next day and that we should go to her house to express our condolences.
You should message me if
You can talk intelligently about art or books or history or architecture or basket-making or the finer points of an Indian curry- anything, really, as long as you have something to say. Enthusiasm is a big plus as well.