Gold medal in awkward work situations

The Olympics have been incredibly confusing this year, as I keep momentarily confusing the world record-breaking, gold medal-winning swimmer, Michael Phelps with the Michael Phelps I used to work for. You know -- the guy who smoked in the hospital (in his office next to the maternity ward) and drunkenly wandered the halls after 4 in the afternoon.

In other news, I think one of my ovaries exploded yesterday. Guess I should see a doctor that isn't convinced I have gonorrhea or an ectopic pregnancy. On the plus side, my wisdom teeth come out a week from today.