Recently, med school and my life, which were previously still separated to a moderate extent, have become inextricably intertwined, like a pair of headphones that you stuff into and leave in your bag for a week. Whenever talk to people, I automatically lapse into the doctormode. I think people find it nice, but it's just rather disturbing to find your brain knows the next thing to say.

Lit review is stressful. Many things to think of, many mistakes to make, etc etc. I wonder if I'll get to put my name on the published report. Then again, we all will, won't we. Heh.

Tired. Probably slightly burned-out.

written at 1:19 a.m.