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[Jun. 11th, 2009|11:00 pm] |
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A sign that I spend too much time in the lab is that silly things excite me, such as pulling on the nerves in the forearm and seeing the tug on the digital branches in the hand, or pulling on the muscles to make the fingers move.
Today I dropped a terrible pun. We were going over the dissection of the hand - which is a bitch, in case you were wondering - and I had just finished showing them the dorsal side of the hand. As I concluded I said, "And so that was the back of your hand... which you should know like the back of your hand." I then laughed at how bad that was and one guy asked me how long I'd been waiting to say that. I had actually just thought of it.
To hell with the entire upper extremity. Such a pain in the ass.
This is probably so incoherent.
My feet are sore. |
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[May. 31st, 2009|09:32 pm] |
| [ | I'm Feelin' |
| |  disappointed | ] |
| [ | Rockin' Out To |
| | wings beating the pens | ] |
I won't be able to properly put into words what I want to say about this.
How is it logical that killing one person is the answer? Especially killing that person in front of their friends and family? In a church of all places? Do you think your God will give you a pass because the person you murdered was an abortion doctor? I don't think that's how that works. At all. Now I don't know if the person taken into custody was officially associated with the pro-life movement, but why else would someone shoot Tiller? Killing abortion doctors is not going to help the pro-life movement. Tiller helped women. He preformed abortions when the life of the mother was at risk or the fetus was not viable. And he was acquitted of any wrong-doing by a court of law. Apparently someone felt the need to take the law into their own hands. When has that ever solved any problems?
COMPLETELY UNRELATED: I hate when hockey teams pull the goalie in games. You're just begging to be scored on. |
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[May. 31st, 2009|09:17 am] |
| [ | I'm Feelin' |
| |  awake | ] |
I officially will be staying in Wichita for the next year as none of the doctoral programs accepted me. Out of all of us, Evan was the only one who actually got into a program and he was accepted into 1 out of 8 - the rest of us had no such luck. Part of it is the economy - actually it's probably a larger part than any of us realize - as school's cannot afford to take on more doctoral students and especially can't afford to fully fund them. I'm thinking about how I want to proceed from here. I really hate to go through the application process all over again and spend all that money when there could be nothing to show for it. I guess I don't have much choice.
We have reverted to a one cat apartment quite easily. At first Jason and I couldn't even remember what it was like before Gus bounded into our lives. Angel went back to her old self almost immediately. She clearly doesn't miss him, which doesn't surprise me at all. We have decided to let her get used to being the only cat and then get another kitty. We have to keep her on her toes. I want another cat for my birthday.
Tomorrow officially starts my two months of hell. Two full time jobs, hurrah! I will be TAing in the anatomy lab all morning and then working at the store from about 3-10. It will be stressful and not terribly relaxing, but the money at the end of all of this will be worth it and helpful as my loan repayments start in July, ugh. Plus I get to spend more time dissecting cadavers. Kristen and I are working on one male and one female. The differences between the two are astounding really. The male has such GORGEOUS muscles that nice and red and clearly defined from the fat. Her muscles, on the other hand, are basically the same color as her fat. She is definitely more tricky to work on. Her back already is kind of mangled as the superficial back muscles on her one side are completely gone. Oops. I am still looking forward to this and we get to do every dissection whereas in the class we only did half of them. And I get to show up to work afterwards with the smell of death in my hair. :)
I realistically won't have time to properly update this so the twitter updates will predominate. Even those may be sporadic as my time will be pretty crunched. I will even be working both Saturday and Sunday. Joy.
Jason and I celebrated our last day of both of us being off from work by going to zoo and seeing the new tiger exhibit. It was quite nice and I was more impressed by that than the penguin one two years ago. The gorillas were striking all kinds of poses and being very playful. They were the most active I had seen them be in all the times I'd been there. We got there as soon as the zoo opened to help avoid the crowds and the heat, so that was probably part of it. It was also nice going with Jason since we had never gone together at that point. After we had lunch at Red Lobster since I had a coupon and then we were pretty exhausted from all the walking and stuffing our faces that we napped. It was glorious. We went grocery shopping, he made dinner and then watched Wall-E (which I admit, it was cute but still kind of depressing) and played cards.
While playing pool Friday night I went into a zone where I sunk every ball I went after. From that point on I was terrible once again. Pool is such a tease. |
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