Pro-CRAS-tination

So I haven't gotten very much further on the personal statement thing. There seems to be no way to avoid the lameness that will ensue. Maybe I'm not really much better than this. I just like to think so.

So I have spent the last two hours sitting here, in my underwear, in front of my computer, thinking of how much I need to write this, and how good life will be once it's done. But I have not yet convinced myself to do it somehow.

I did, however, come up with some choice phrases last night. The brilliance that is me. Here are a few of the nifty quotables I plan to insert into my masterpiece. (Don't copy. That's called plagiarism.)

"I honestly thought "'tarry' stools was pronounced 'terry'. " (It's tah-ry).
"I almost said "Bun" during my first case presentation."
"I can't believe my attending noticed that stye on the woman's eye!"
"I hope to one day be able to palpate a Fallopian cyst."
"I enthrall in the humanistic and integrative nature of internal medicine -- seeing it as much as an intellectual challenge as a .... (suggestions??)"
"Someone once told me a patient often looks upon a doctor as a mystic with a crystal ball." (This is a lie. But it sounds damn good.)

I could tell this one's going to be a winner.