For all the long days and all the sleepless nights when it seemed the river - and love - flowed upstream.



It seems silly to look back now, doesn't it, when it was so clearly meant to be?



I pray that you will fall in love with each other for the rest of your lives. Congratulations, Noonah.

And goodnight to the old lady whispering "hush"

The sunburn has settled into a subtle tan now, but for the first two weeks after returning from my vacation I was leaving little pieces of myself everywhere I went. Every time I changed into or out of my scrubs at the hospital, there would be a little cloud of dead skin floating down all around me. Hopefully, I didn't lose anything that I would miss.

Lately I've been spending a lot of time online looking for a new phone. My old Blackberry is on its last legs and I've narrowed my search to the final two: Sprint's Evo 4G and AT&T's iPhone 4. While not exactly the same, the two phones are pretty comparable in terms of features, cost, and whatever else. At this point, it really is a philosophical difference.

The Evo is based on Google's Android operating system, which is meant to be an open environment, giving consumers more freedom to do what they will as they wish. The iPhone - and Apple, in general - is famously closed and tightly controlled. So it seems obvious that I should go with the Evo, since freedom and openness and such are good things in life. Unfortunately, in life, things get a little more complicated. Because of the very openness that makes me want to support it, Android is more fragmented, less polished, heavily depended on users to work around the problems that inevitably arise. Meanwhile, because the iPhone is so closed, everything works as it was intended, somewhat limited though it may be. So while it should only be a philosophical choice, as always, I have to think about having to live with it. And I'm undecided.

This week may be somewhat hectic. My second year of residency is coming to a close as my sister's wedding preparations are coming to a head. And when I called my dad tonight to wish him a happy Father's Day, he mentioned that my grandmother was back in the hospital and that she may be starting to slip away. And there's a million other things that I wanted to write about - to remember - but I don't have the time now. I'll try to write more when I get a chance, and hope that I won't miss anything that I might lose.