#theperfecthousewife

Peplow's anatomy lecture makes me want to clean the house. In an attempt to procrastinate, I have managed to clean the bathroom sink and bathtub, vacuum the flat, wash the towels, take out the recycling, bleach the rubbish bin and wash the dishes.



postscript: don't you just hate it when you're trying to do a sneaky Facebook stalk of someone who you're not friends with and accidentally send a friend request? Make that button smaller!

#fashionadvice

Note to self: shoes should always be darker than pants re. mens brown dress shoes

#love

I want to feel this amount of affection for one single human being for the rest of my life.

#marriagebill

Just as you are entitled to your opinion, I am too.

#hahafiftyeightpercent

Progress test win.

#anteriortalofibularligament

I hate ligaments. More than bones. Because where you have two bones, you probably have four ligaments attaching them together. I can't hate them too much because without them, we'd literally be nothing but a pile of bones.

As much as I hate anatomy, I really can't help but be in awe of how amazing the human body is. The ligaments are in rather commonsensical places... like, if I was going to stick some things together, I'd logically put cellotape in those various alignments too.

#sickisgood

Was slightly sick today (well, have been for the last few days) but advantage: went into the dissection room today and couldn't smell a thing. Well, not unless I walked really close to the cadavers.

But I think anatomy may be my Waterloo. I cannot envision things spatially. Possibly because I am female, but that may be being a little sexist.

Also for the first time in ages, I am not all pissy and pessimistic. Probably because I know that I will be seeing E. for the next two weeks. Life is lovely.