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The American College of Gastroenterology has their own online game show called 'GI Jeopardy' for fellows-in-training.

Okay. That's pretty cool weird cool.

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"And though his cane makes me melt. . . ."

Was writing in my Cameron/Cuddy PWP of love and used the word 'melt', which made me think of Cuddy imitating Stacy and that quote, at which I just laughed and laughed and rewound a half dozen times the first time I saw it.

Going to Katie's tomorrow today at 11 to work on Amnesty stuff for our meeting on Tuesday. Must get to bed so I can wake up and take a shower and such before going over there. But I'm doing so well on aforementioned PWP of love that I don't want to leave and risk not being able to work on it again for a while, whether because I can only do so when nobody else is home/awake or because I get stuck again.

-almost an hour later- (I do that a lot, write a post and then not actually click post for a long time, by which time I have to add more.)

Ha. I officially have one full 10pt Times New Roman page full of the sexing. And with that, I'm actually going to bed, as I'm going to have to think about what comes next.

I only actually wrote 230ish words today, but I am still all with the proudness. Next page? Cuddy's turn.

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I want to find out who picks the music for House. Because I love her. It's so cool, I figure they know what she's (I'm assuming she, but could be a man) doing, and are just like "whatever".

Because there are so many House/Wilson songs. All these songs that they picked presumably because they represent House have the Wilson element in them too, which makes it all with the greatnes.

Inspired because I'm listening to "Hallelujah" (the gayest and most House/Wilson song ever) and actually looking closely at the lyrics.