The more I write, the more I realize I've left far too many things unsaid.
And residency does not help either of us in this regard.
In the meantime, you can peruse my thoughts on why I WAS on this crazy path to becoming a doctor
(my OB/GYN residency hoopla makes my first personal statement, the above file, seem fluffy and trite -- I'll post the newer one soon),
educate yourself about condoms,
IUD's, or enlighten yourself with some ramblings on
Personhood or
Buddhism.
Are you looking, perhaps, for the story of my life ? Jules and I are happily settled in the East Village, and welcome you to visit our home or drop us a line.
The 2001 events in NY and elsewhere inspired a bit of soul-baring. Read. Act. Vote.
If you'd prefer something more of a visual aesthetic, take a peek at some goofy shots of me on the train and platform of the subway. Unlike most people, I *like* my driver's license picture, because it makes people laugh. Please also enjoy a view of the Baltic Sea. And if you're really desperate, there are always links... or the sloth.
Are you looking for the Lithuania pages? They're here. Or are you looking for the really, really old frontpage? That's here.