My fetus autopsies went well, for the enquiring minds who were dying (heh) to know. That is just a fuckload easier than an adult. These babies were so small, they almost didn't make the autopsy criteria.
Anyway, I will try to post a pic of the new eBay purse when it comes. I hope it's spiffy. I've had too many eBay issues this week, one of which culminated in me sending off a really nasty email to this stupid girl who sent me the wrong thing. She writes back, all butt hurt, telling me I have "issues" because I'm overreacting to her fuckup. Beh.
I had another disturbing dream last night. In it, I had a three way with my F.B.'s smarmy roommate and the Gwen Stefani wannabe girlfriend of this guy I had the hots for recently. Weirdness, but the most disturbing part is that is was still hot. Sexual frustration, did someone say that?
SO. GLAD. Tomorrow is Friday. I have a quasi 3-day weekend, for I had to take Monday off because I have to go to court (alas, I was busted driving 95 in a 55 on the 4th of July). So that's kind of cool, having most of Monday to do whatever.
Someone over in neurology retired the other day and they threw this mega-bash for them. I don't even know who retired. A few of us crashed the buffet, which was laden with fucking huge shrimp and crab legs and this rare roast beef shit and fancy cheese and an honest-to-Christ chocolate fondue fountain resplendent with strawberries and rice Krispie treats and banana cake to dip in it. I was practically having orgasms, the chocolate was so amazing. I must have been into it, because once I got back into the lab I realized I had chocolate on both my scrub tops and bottoms. Sexy.
Anyway, I will try to post a pic of the new eBay purse when it comes. I hope it's spiffy. I've had too many eBay issues this week, one of which culminated in me sending off a really nasty email to this stupid girl who sent me the wrong thing. She writes back, all butt hurt, telling me I have "issues" because I'm overreacting to her fuckup. Beh.
I had another disturbing dream last night. In it, I had a three way with my F.B.'s smarmy roommate and the Gwen Stefani wannabe girlfriend of this guy I had the hots for recently. Weirdness, but the most disturbing part is that is was still hot. Sexual frustration, did someone say that?
SO. GLAD. Tomorrow is Friday. I have a quasi 3-day weekend, for I had to take Monday off because I have to go to court (alas, I was busted driving 95 in a 55 on the 4th of July). So that's kind of cool, having most of Monday to do whatever.
Someone over in neurology retired the other day and they threw this mega-bash for them. I don't even know who retired. A few of us crashed the buffet, which was laden with fucking huge shrimp and crab legs and this rare roast beef shit and fancy cheese and an honest-to-Christ chocolate fondue fountain resplendent with strawberries and rice Krispie treats and banana cake to dip in it. I was practically having orgasms, the chocolate was so amazing. I must have been into it, because once I got back into the lab I realized I had chocolate on both my scrub tops and bottoms. Sexy.
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and no more hating on the kittie group posting! you turned me on to the damn thing, that and my cat just ate a mouse and it was awesome, so if you are alledging that my all consuming obsession with my cat isnt manly or cool or whatnot....ok i dont have a point here, youre right im a fucking dork
also chocolate fountains rule. sometime you should go to houstons on scottsdale road, they have this sundae that can and will bring about the o face in this little cat fancy subscriber...