This man makes me believe in god

That someone can not only have so much raw talent but be able to convey it to every single person standing in the room has to have some sort of divinity controlling them.

Amazing.

Ecstatic!

Just got chills down my spine after watching this..........







Yes, I realise that this makes me a huge nerd but I can't help but get into the excitement of the olympics...

Ways to make me smile

To not post the most delicious looking photo of us from his birthday celebrations on book of face simply because I asked him not to.

Encounters with the semi-famous

At the HTTFYSLS (hospital that treats final year student like slaves) works a semi-famous WAG of a well known AFL player. My resident and I's conversation with HTTFYSLS' best dressed speech pathologist went something like this;

Her: Hey Dr Turtle (names may have been changed to protect identities), Monday morning again hey? What did you do over the weekend?

Dr Turtle: Oh nothing much, I have exams coming up in about 3 months so I spent most of the weekend studying. How about yourself?

Her: Nothing much either. On Friday I went to a movie premier, on Saturday I launched my fashion label and on Sunday I watched Chris play football.

Dr Turtle: (squeaking) oh okay, that sounds good, see you around.

As we walked away Dr Turtle put his hand on his forehead, turned a tomato shade of red and said "oh man, I must go into a corner and slowly die now - how pathetic is my life?!"

Me, the ever helpful medical student, tried to comfort him and said "don't worry Dr Turtle, I mean think of the life you are going to have being a hot shot surgeon, what does she have at the end of the day without Chris Brown?!"

Dr Turtle cracked one of his smiles, "ha! you know what, you just made me feel heaps better.......p.s. I am cooler than you"

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As I mentioned this story to the prodigal son after a hard day's work, he cracked a similar, knee-bend-worthy smile.

"You know what babe, this is why I love you"

You know, not a bad way to end an evening.

Not cool dude

If there's something that makes my blood boil on an otherwise pleasant Saturday brunch on my favourite road with the boy and his mates is one of his loudmouthed friends boasting about how much he drank last night.

Look, we get it, you have small penis.

Words of Wisdom

From the mouth of my 60-something distinguished renal consultant;

"You know, as Metallica say 'your lifestyle determines your deathstyle'...." when explaining to a patient why smoking isn't ideal when having a renal transplant.