so you know that alanis morissette song "ironic" where most of the things she mentions aren't so much ironic as they are just plain sucky? yeah. this is one of those entries.
my baby nephew, evan dean liao, is critically ill. he's in the hospital and expecting surgery. if you pray, please do for him and his parents, dean and angie. if you don't pray, please still send some good juju-type thoughts their way...
i feel shallow. just this afternoon i was bitch/moan-ing about my oral exams this morning for obgyn. a few minutes this evening before i found out how ill evan is, i was laughing my head off at some dumb clay aiken fan/american idol reject on tv. i don't want to be the type of person who has contrived faux gravitas oozing from their every pretentious word or thought, but damn... sometimes i wonder if i SHOULD take life more seriously.
2 comments:
oh my goodness. take care of yourself and little evan. i believe that everything will turn out okay.
omg, what is wrong with evan? whatever it is, of course i'll keep him in my thoughts/prayers...
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