...or maybe it's just me. Sort of feels like it. Well, Brian's working this weekend at Mid-Ohio, but at least he gets to stay in a nice hotel and eat good food. So he wins.
Everyone else I know is probably still sleeping right now. I, however, am giving out blood products like it's trick or treat on Halloween. It's been a surprisingly busy day at the ol' blood bank, yet the time has not passed any faster. I'm not quite to the point of being completely bored, but I feel like it should be at
least 12:30 by now.
Wednesday marked the END of my psych rotation!!! Honestly, by the end it wasn't as bad as it was in the beginning, but we were ALL still so glad when it was over.
We went to
Brugge to celebrate, because having fries has sort of become a nursing school thing. The fries were as good as I remembered with their amazing dipping sauces (even though, between 5 of us, we couldn't even finish half of the l'enorme size!), but I ordered a sandwich as well and I really didn't like it. There was way too much salt! Added onto the salt on the fries and it basically just tasted like eating a salt shaker. Not particularly pleasant. I guess some people (like Belgians...) really like the taste of salt, but I'm not one of them!
Another thing: if you call ahead to reserve a table, they tell you they don't do that. Yet on their website it gives a number for call head seating!
So yeah, I'd say that time at Brugge was a 2-star experience, but I'd consider going back for fries sometime.
Last night I went out with the Jew Crew, who I haven't seen in months. It was great to catch up with them. We hung out at Adam's for a bit, then walked over to Bourbon Street Distillery and sat out on the upper level patio with a pitcher of Blue Moon. Good times.
And now...I'm at work....only 3.5 hours left!
