My second interview was with the residency director himself. He pretty much read me my letters of recommendation, my dean's letter, all the positives about me and told me that he would love to have me there. It was really cool to hear and when he put the ball in my court, I took the bait and ran with it.
Once the interview was over, I was able to focus on another reason to visit Denver... WhiteRapper.
I haven't seen him since we met over a year ago. We've chatted here and there, but after my last trip to Denver got cancelled by a snowstorm I figured that was God's way of telling me to stick with RedSox.
With my invitation to interview in Denver, I took it as a sign that I just need to be Roxy a little bit longer.
WhiteRapper picked me up the night before my interview. He had green tea for me upon arrival at baggage claim. We drove back to his place and he cooked me dinner. I told him ahead of time that I do not want to drink the night before my interview so he kept me well hydrated with water. We spent quite a while talking and then went to bed... his bed.
I couldn't sleep so we chatted most of the night. He rubbed my back to calm my nerves and instead it excited some different nerves. I told him I wanted to cuddle... and then I told him I wanted more. I fell right asleep afterwards... completely satisfied.
We woke up the next morning early. After my shower, I was greeted with a healthy breakfast and green tea. Then I met WhiteRapper's son...
For a little bit of background, WhiteRapper had a terribly rocky on-off relationship with his girlfriend of 7 years. He got her pregnant in Boston... right after I met him in my home town.
The little guy is the cutest baby ever. He let me hold him. He held my hands as I helped him learn to walk. He grabbed the cross around my neck and learned the word Jesus. I quickly apologized to WhiteRapper because I know mom is Hindu. What?...
Every morning he made me breakfast. He planned our days of hiking and checking out Colorado. He paid for everything, and appropriately let me buy things. He bought me a beautiful Alexis Bittar bracelet as a congrats gift after my interview.
I had a great time with WhiteRapper.... finally spending an adequate amount of time together after meeting on MySpace 4 years ago.
WhiteRapper picked me up the night before my interview. He had green tea for me upon arrival at baggage claim. We drove back to his place and he cooked me dinner. I told him ahead of time that I do not want to drink the night before my interview so he kept me well hydrated with water. We spent quite a while talking and then went to bed... his bed.
I couldn't sleep so we chatted most of the night. He rubbed my back to calm my nerves and instead it excited some different nerves. I told him I wanted to cuddle... and then I told him I wanted more. I fell right asleep afterwards... completely satisfied.
We woke up the next morning early. After my shower, I was greeted with a healthy breakfast and green tea. Then I met WhiteRapper's son...
For a little bit of background, WhiteRapper had a terribly rocky on-off relationship with his girlfriend of 7 years. He got her pregnant in Boston... right after I met him in my home town.
The little guy is the cutest baby ever. He let me hold him. He held my hands as I helped him learn to walk. He grabbed the cross around my neck and learned the word Jesus. I quickly apologized to WhiteRapper because I know mom is Hindu. What?...
Every morning he made me breakfast. He planned our days of hiking and checking out Colorado. He paid for everything, and appropriately let me buy things. He bought me a beautiful Alexis Bittar bracelet as a congrats gift after my interview.
I had a great time with WhiteRapper.... finally spending an adequate amount of time together after meeting on MySpace 4 years ago.
I know some of you disagree with my behavior, and I'm not going to defend it. I don't follow socially acceptable practices or typical morals. I do what I feel... and this past weekend I felt like tapping the Rockies.
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