bone in sub

newly released statistics put pneumonia’s hospital-bed death rate at eleven percent, that’s actually kind of huge and surprising.

makes me think about the number of times i’ve ‘escaped death’…i think it’s below average. it seems like most people i talk to have been closer to death or serious injury way more often than i have. i’ve never been really sick (food poisoning once?), i’ve been in one major car accident (nobody was really hurt), i have no chronic illnesses or genetic flaws (other than seasonal allergies), my family history of disease is only high blood pressure (evidently 30% of americans have this though?) and kidney stones, nobody in my entire extended family is overweight, and i can’t think of anybody i’m related to by blood that has died before 80. all my grandparents are in their seventies and doing great (my grandmother broke her foot a couple years ago, she’s fine now – that’s the only health issue among the four 70-somethings i’m related to!), and i had three living great-grandparents until i was 10 or 11. my dad and uncle have awesome metabolisms, and so do i. all of us can eat as much as we want (or in my case, can) without going over a certain weight, i think 180, 150, and 160 respectively. (we’re all the same height.) i’ve only been to the hospital for myself once, when i broke my collarbone, and i was given a sling and asked if i wanted oxycodone. wow, now that i think about all this and write it out, i’m very well-bred…

my near-death experiences are pretty much only falling into lake ontario when i was 3 or 4, and riding my bike to class in a blizzard during rush hour a couple years ago. because the “law of averages” and gambler’s fallacy are garbage, it seems like i will probably live a very long life – assuming i don’t get murdered by making the wrong person angry at me. a couple days ago it was upstairs on a table with the table, 6 inches of soundproof insulation, a floor and ceiling between it and these studio monitors, and it still woke me up down here with its GSM buzz.

i’ve not really dated anyone for a little while now…and i think that’s the only reason i’m looking forward to school starting. not that i hate school or anything, i guess a little bit of schedule will be nice, i just don’t like having to learn boring solo rep and meeting women at school is easy. orchestra is going to be sick, though, i love orchestra. my first two years at U of T there were pretty much no attractive women in the music program (seriously, like less than five). i was in a relationship most of that time but it still wears on you to only be around frumpy flute players and female brass players in general. something happened last year though, and all of a sudden there were plenty of beautiful women. i don’t know if it was a bunch of hot first years or the ugly ducklings grew up, but that was sweet. regardless of what actually happens it’s just really nice being around hot people.