The Good Girl Gone Blog

Tonight, I went to study with a friend in her boyfriend's apartment. We studied, ordered Chinese and watched a special on TLC called "Pregnant for 46 Years." It was so strange. This old Moroccan lady went to the doctor for an MRI, and found out she'd had a fetus in her body for 46 years!  It was dead, of course, and was strangely located outside of her uterus. 

That was cool and all, but is definitely not the point of this post. While watching the show, I actually had an intelligent discussion with my friend's boyfriend about birth and pregnancy. He made no inappropriate vagina jokes, and didn't get uncomfortable. That was so odd, because most of the guys I hang out with, as much as I love them, are kind of immature.

I commented on this, and they just shrugged, and said it was probably because he's a med student.

Well, then that does it. The next guy I date has to be a med student. In the past, I've chosen to date really goofy guys. I like that they make me laugh and are easy to be around. But honestly, maybe that's my problem. Perhaps it's time to try something new...

Plus, I've always said I wanted to marry a Jewish doctor...