About

So… who am I and why am I here and what is the meaning of life?

Wait, dude. That’s too much. I’ll just tell you a little about myself…

I grew up 23 miles from the middle of nowhere… with these people.

I ran away to Baltimore to get the finest liberal arts education scholarships could buy.

I did a year of service with AmeriCorps through the National AIDS Fund (now AIDS United) and taught over 7,ooo kids a little something about life, love and protection.

Then I got into medical school. Not just any medical school, though… an osteopathic medical school.

For now I’m just trying to keep my head above water and finish my first year.

My favorite foods are mashed potatoes and buttered sourdough toast… but never at the same time.

I live with a cute boy and two super sweet puppies. They’re pit bulls, so their totally vicious…

I really like food. Sometimes it’s all I talk about. Especially when I’m with my baby sister. Food a common language, and one in which I am nearly fluent.

I took three semesters of Spanish. I know how to order a beer, ask for the bathroom and tell you that I’m very tired. Not. Fluent.

I’d rather spend money on concerts than shoes.

I have a sweet yoga mat that I like to use as often as possible.

I like to pretend that I have a green thumb, but I once killed an aloe.


I took a photography class in college and have been pretty obsessed with capturing the world around me ever since.

I don’t know what I’m doing, but I’m really good at pretending.

In college, I was one credit away from minoring in both Anthropology and Procrastination.

Someday I’ll be a really awesome osteopathic physician. And I’ll have a house with a garden and a chicken coup and a stray dog sanctuary and a beautiful kitchen.

My commitment to respect and serve the people around me serves as a constant inspiration in all that I do.

Whatever you do will be insignificant, but it is very important that you do it.
Mahatma Gandhi

1 Response to About

  1. Daniel says:

    Gandhi never understood that it really doesn’t matter.

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