So, now I'm in medical school with Miss America. I worked with her on a group project - it was neuroscience so of course I seemed smart and made some sort of impression - she smiles and speaks to me now whenever we meet. She wears a hearing aid and is not very pretty - definitely not what I expected "Miss America" to look like up close. Still, the ( Read more... )

tomorrow - test is pwnt

back, arms, neck, pectoral region: within my purview

Boating - awesome.

Me - rough beast, slouching towards Bethlehem.

(Yeats - bitch talk.)

Beer - never safe, anywhere.

I left home. Now I am home. Hello, Southland.

I'm moving out. Goodbye Baltimore, I hardly knew ye. Tomorrow I set sail at sunrise.

David and Goliath ( Read more... )

Sometimes, art is a totem I brandish at the darkness, at which I am on a headlong, Viking rush.

Egads, I'm lazy. And ready to learn some muthafuckin ANATOMY. Bring on the bloated corpses.

Heh heh.

For the last week I have been reading obsessively, trying to get all possible information about drug testing, difficulty of anatomy, how choice of PhD program/project will influence specialty selection - oh, and there'll be a specialty, as it is apparently de rigueur for researchers (especially basic). I feel like I have to know everything now in ( Read more... )