Song From Past

Do you ever hear an old song that you haven't heard in many years and you actually had forgotten existed yet you still know all the words? That happened to me the other day. I heard "In the Light" by DC Talk, and as I was singing along, I realized how great the lyrics are. I have decided that it should be played more often, maybe daily...


I keep trying to find a life
On my own, apart from You
I am the king of excuses
I've got one for every selfish thing I do

What's going on inside of me?
I despise my own behavior
This only serves to confirm my suspicions
That I'm still a man in need of a Savior

I wanna be in the Light
As You are in the Light
I wanna shine like the stars in the heavens
Oh, Lord be my Light and be my salvation
Cause all I want is to be in the Light
All I want is to be in the Light

The disease of self runs through my blood
It's a cancer fatal to my soul
Every attempt on my behalf has failed
To bring this sickness under control

Tell me, what's going on inside of me?
I despise my own behavior
This only serves to confirm my suspicions
That I'm still a man in need of a Savior

I wanna be in the Light
As You are in the Light
I wanna shine like the stars in the heavens
Oh, Lord be my Light and be my salvation
Cause all I want is to be in the Light
All I want is to be in the Light

The Dark Side

I have debated for a long time on whether I want to get a new phone. I have researched service providers and all the latest phones and gadgets, yet I was no closer to making a decision than when I started. Then the Zoolander phone made the decision for me. I accidently dropped Blue Steel and it broke into three pieces. So I went to the AT&T store, and joined the Dark Side. I bought an iPhone. And I love it.

Angel of Death

Angel of Death. 007. Dr. Flatline.

I have gone 24 years without killing anyone. Yet, in the last month, I've had 4 patients die.

I can take this one of a few ways...

1) Assume that it was due to my own negligence, and file a malpractice suit against myself.
2) Quit medical school now and start selling off non-vital organs to pay off my school loans.
3) Blame it on the service and decide that I'm just not meant to be a Medicine doctor, based purely on this.
4) Shake it off, realize that there was nothing I did or didn't do that caused their deaths, and just keep on working my tail off trying to be the best I can.

So, as predictable as an AfterSchool Special, I've chosen #4. But let it be said that 1 through 3 are still really really high in consideration.

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I will not comment on my sabbatical. I'd love to say I was doing something so super cool for the last two months that I didn't have time to blog... The truth is probably somewhere closer to the opposite: I've been doing something so super mind numbing I could not bring myself to write about it...