Last day in Huntsville...woo. Apparently Hurricane Emily decided to not destroy Galveston while I was away. Cancun is a nicer place to travel than Galveston, so I don't blame her for this decision.

I read the new HP book Sunday, naturally. I still don't think Sirius is dead. JK did a good job once more. Jealous ppl make fun of her books, but I'm sure she's laughing all the way to the bank. I like the theory that Sirius' brother is RAB. JK doesnt usually invent new characters all of the sudden for her mysterious elements. So I think Mary was brilliant in this idea.

I start my Geriatric clinics next week, hopefully they aren't too boring.

Oh! And Saturday I went out on a date with an Irish cowboy...hehe. It was fun; he's really cute and clever. And he's 6'1, so you know thats important to me.

I have one more day dealing with the psychiatric patients in the prisons. The paranoid schizophrenics are quite exciting in their belief that the FBI and aliens are out to 'get them.'