Returning to a life less loony

I must first begin this post by saying that in the past few days since returning to Kingston I have met more people already, whose personalities are actually engaging, than I have in the past year in Cornwall. Cornwall still sucks.

Boot camp was a welcome return for me of things that I had long missed. I actually found myself training for its own sake again, being sore again from pushing the limits and geniunily finding satisfaction in everything I did. More importantly, my reserve and dream for my trip to Vancouver once again found the passion that once existed for that adventure.

And speaking of which, the deal is half done for me to get there. Through several small e-mails and a recommendation from my clinical instructor, a potential offer is now in the works for a job in Providence Health Care. This was a pretty huge step in the re-strengthening of the Bone dream as it actually started to put some realization into effect.

I am now currently in the home of the Markbus enjoying a few spoils which he has graciously provided me. Tonight, we shall have a BBQ and watch the excellence of Dave Chapelle which in the Bone world is a perfect night.

Current Song: None (I'm not at home)
Current Mood: Content

The Doctrine of Zout

There have been a few incidents in the past few years in which issues arose that got on my nerves. Most of these smaller things that bothered me link back to general themes and ideologies which I have come to live by. In the following post, I'll just list a few of these items in an attempt the prevent kafuffles of any nature. As a disclaimer, most of these are just based on my opinions but have materialized over long periods of time and likely cannot be dissuaded.

Actions speak louder than words
There is a line in Batman Begins where he turns to Katie Holmes and says point blank, "It's not who I am inside, but what I do that defines me". That in turn is almost exactly what this entire paragraph entails. Too many times have I met empty words met with little action to back any of the statements up and thus they become hallow and meaningless. Its in the act of doing anything that meaning is given to what is being done. It requires one to invest time, effort and devotion to a specific goal and a great deal of each of these to see an action through than to say something. It will always be the do'ers that get my attention than the say'ers.
Eg. Saying Happy Birthday was a nice gesture but planning my surprise party and going so far as to contact my girlfriend (by then ex-girlfriend) to invite her speaks is irreplaceable.

Being drunk is not an excuse for anything
Pretty self explanatory. The world does not turn into some magical fairy tale when under the influence of alcohol and the rules of the real world still apply. If you get cut or bump your knee, it does not magically go away when one sober's up; it must heal just the same as if you'd hurt yourself with the influence of alcohol. If you do something stupid while drunk, own up and be responsible about it. Don't parry the blame.

There is a Dave Chappelle line for every situation
"Bang Bang" or "That was cold blooded!" or even "Run Bitch, run for your life!" are all very humurous line's and can be applied to a wide spectrum of situations. Watch Chappelle and learn the material. Is this a joke? No. The man has a very thorough understanding of social constructs and uses a wide variety of topics from racism to rap music in a very humurous manner. Aside from this, he runs (or ran, since the show is done) in a open forum manner, interacting with the audience to enhance all of these skits on the spot.

A logical argument is the strongest
I've often been accussed of thinking that I'm 'always right' whenever caught in a heated discussion. Now while, I'm positive that I'm not always right, the reasons I stick to whatever it is that I'm arguing is that under most cases, it's based on a string of logical progression. I take as many points as I can that are as close to factual as possible and try and string them together in an orderly manner until they come to a conclusion. If they don't flow in a purely logical manner, I'll default then to the utilitarian calculation (look it up) where pros and cons are evalutated against each other. If you want to prove that I'm not 'always right', ask me what my argument is based on, provide counter evidence and prove me wrong logically. It's the strongest argument.
Also, if I might add a little commentary to this point, if one is doing this in there head where they're analyzing the facts and comming up with a conclusion, that's fine even if it takes a while. It only becomes over analyzing when you go over the same points and come up with the same conclusion again. That's just a waste of time.

It's true that this post is more serious than my other random rediculousness, but I thought it was important to get this out though to prove that I'm just partial clown and not all clown. This is what gets posted when there are no crazy stories to post. Hopefully soon though.

"Not the gumdrop button"

The past week was a nice one considering I got out of this foul city and back home to something normal (or relatively normal in my life). I was orginally going to go home next weekend but decided to move it to this weekend in favour of seeing my sister for her birthday and my mother for Mom's Day. I also got to see my niece too and realy got to interact with her for the first time. She's a little sweetie.

Friday, while doing a case in the OR, I finally realized why I have such distain for this city. The case involved a 17 year old pinning a bone in her hand because it had been broken. Sounds normal until one asks if she is pregnant (which is a safety precaution with radiation) and the reply is "No, I already have a 2 yr old". Then when the doctor asked if how school was going, she responded by saying she didn't go to school and worked full time at McDonalds. What was sad though is that I knew this kid was pretty intelligent based on a bit of casual conversation and it was the city itself and the people that had lead her in this direction. Thank goodness I'm only here for 3 more months.

Closing thought:
- Got some stuff to put on E-bay so if you need comics or useless action figures, be on the lookout
- Long weekend comming up. Any propositions?
- Got another reply from a different Hospital branch in Vancouver as well as one from back home. Hopefully the interviews will be comming soon.
- My wrist is almost healed but its still a bugger sometimes in terms of when it will and won't let me do something. Hopefully it will be healed come boot camp time.
- If you can propose anything that will stop the next three months from sucking in Cornwall, I'm open to suggestions.

Current Song: Goo Goo Dolls - Stay With You
Current Mood: Satisfied (from delicious spaghetti)

In the lack of anything cool happening...

I figured I'd post a picture of my Lord of the Rings action figures. I started it over the x-mas holidays but it's been put on hold, until I actually have a job...















Closing Notes:
- I am jealous of not having a winning smile. I am the Zout of all Zouts though.
- Turns out that, after getting my wrist x-rayed on monday, I might have a suspected fractured scaphoid (a bone in the wrist) that would explain the pain I've had for the last month
- On a related note, looks like push-ups are back on the menu since my wrist has suitably recovered
- "Is that candy? No, I don't think it's candy, I think it's a COUGH DROP!"
- The training has been going quite well with some noticible gains. The only downfall though is that after somewhat of a cathartic event on monday, I find myself with no more of the anger that fueled me through that past month. Guess you win some and lose some.

Current Mood: Not wanting to work 4-12 again
Current Song: John Mayer - Why Georgia

And to quote Nine Days: "If this is goodbye to you and me, what a good friend you've been to me. And I owe it all to you, every good thing that I do is you"