Aaaahhhh tomorrow is fellowship match day, the day I find out where I’m going to do pall care fellowship next year. The results come out at noon, and my local BFF is coming over that morning to help me pass the time and to celebrate with/console me depending on the results. I am really rooting for my first choice, which would keep me on this coast, by would also be thrilled with my second (though that’d mean I’d have to move across the country next July, which would make dating a real bust). The rest of the choices are also good, just less thrilling.