So obviously I'm not even pretending to update this anymore. Life has just become too busy since my last post of three months ago, and that's okay with me. For those of you who were following along before I got too swamped, I wanted to let you know that I successfully aced my second semester of skool as well... it was tough, but I hit my stride and ( Read more... )

One feature of second semester is that we begin to work on people ( Read more... )

Hey sports fans ( Read more... )

You thought we were done, didn't you? No, we're not even close. It's true that I dropped off writing these little nuggets of joy at the end of last term because life was sort of exploding all around me -- but it's also true that I successfully made it through first semester and have moved on to the next. And who am I to leave you hanging? Come on, ( Read more... )

I kept waiting till I had energy for a writeup of the last few weeks of school that could hold some sort of candle to my previous installments, but you know, I don't think it's going to happen. It will suffice to say that I am finished for now, survived finals, pulled straight As despite some of the more stressful months of my life outside of ( Read more... )

nurrrr moving finals buhhhh... update next weekend when it's all over...

... or are you just happy to see me ( Read more... )

Three weeks until I move. Four weeks until finals. Five weeks until my first semester is over. Six weeks until I turn 30 ( Read more... )

Peritoneum, periosteum, perichondrium... Synarthrosis, synchondrosis, syndesmosis... Trapezoid, trapezium, triquetrum... someday I'll write a song, really. I've been thinking about it since that party back in 2002, when Adrienne sang that hilarious song she wrote for her guitar inspired by her massage therapy school. I don't remember much about it ( Read more... )

... which is how our Myology instructor tells us to remember the muscles of the back of the thigh -- like introducing a band. It works, people, it really does ( Read more... )