Doctor Psychobabble

There’s nothing more invigorating than a trip to the most ghetto post office in Brooklyn.

Hours worked at the hospital: 33. Meals eaten out of paper bags: 3. Showers taken: 1. Walking home post-call and post-hurricane: priceless.

Bagged dinner http://t.co/pQiA66j

Still at the hospital. Got a few hours of sleep. Free juice and muffins for breakfast. Woot.

Epic http://t.co/4Us093Q

Finally got a chance to eat. Bagged lunch, yay!

Walking to the hospital. Hurricane damage so far: Dublin donuts is closed and I need coffee!! (originally posted at 7 am)

ahhh, the smell of baby goats in the evening…smells like home.

In Amsterdam at a bar. There are 6 kids beside me no older than 12 who are all smoking and drinking beers…ridonculosomount….

J’aime la France! http://instagr.am/p/EnSGd/