Stayed out of the hospital all labor day weekend despite being outside a lot, drinking a bit too much. Call that a positive. I have a bit of a tan finally, which is nice.

Stayed firmly in my head most of the time I was out and about this weekend. Call that a negative. Just deleted a long and bitter diatribe about how I can't expect there to be much interest in me when there's a literal Swedish fitness model hanging out on the boat. The Swedish fitness model isn't the problem. The problem is that I need to stop putting myself in situations that I know I won't enjoy because I think I'm supposed to enjoy them. Other people can go and enjoy things that I don't enjoy. I don't have to like the things they like, or tag along just because I'm invited. This is probably why my perception of fun is so warped.

Chicago next week, still need to clean up/format the report I want to give. It's starting to feel a bit like brown nosing, but the entire point of this conference is to improve clinical research operations, and that's what I'm addressing.

I was out sick yesterday, and came into work this morning to find out that one of my patients passed away over the weekend. That's my second one ever.

Life evidently goes on.