Dinner with Friend

Yesterday one of my best friends took the Step 2 to further her mission of ridding women across the world of STDs (otherwise known as being an OB/GYN doc). She called me at around 5:00, tired, downtrodden and hungry after the nine hour exam and said she was a few blocks from my office and she needed dinner - fast. We ended up at Houston's. Don't ask me why she chose Houston's when I offered to take her to Rosa Mexicana, Maya, or Serafina. It must be that I have not been to Houston's in almost a month, but the fish just keeps getting better. The fries too. We didn't have room for the brownie due to the excessive spinach dip. Sitting there with one friend applying to residency programs who is about to embark on the true meaning of having no life outside of work, I began to realize what little I am getting out of NY. Later on, I spoke with one of my other best friends (I have 4 close girlfriends, they are equal so none of them are best, but two are from 13 years ago and the others are from 8 years ago - you do the math) and she was listing all the cities she is applying for jobs in when she leaves Berkeley this December. All the cities were places I at one point thought I would want to live in. So I've decided to join her in the job hunt outside of NY starting today. Sorry Jen, Kalamazoo is still off the list!

Finally I have some travel plans confirmed. November is off to see the San Diego Chargers in CA with my football wife friend and December its DC to the firm's office party there and to see all of DC folks (maybe even the Writer....)