I always pretend to rock out on certain lyrics. It's a full-body process! I look like a moron, but luckily it's just me and the cats. And they ARE morons.
they say they're a part of you/but that's not true you know/they say they've got control of you/and that's a lie you know
my car's got nothing to prove/it's not new/but it'll zero to sixty in five point two
still I am sure that the answer, answer's gonna come somehow/out there in the dark, there's a beckoning candle
my right my right my mind my throat my body/my existence means that i don't have to listen to you/it's my right 'cause i'm a human being
i said rock/what's the matter with you, rock/can't you see i need you rock
See, if I had twitter this is all I'd do! Post lyrics to songs that make me spaz out like Sticky Fingers-era Mick Jagger. Seriously these are five FANTASTIC songs. My day is now immensely improved.
1. Read "Scotland: A Concise History" 2. Listen to all of Joshua Tree in order (I've probably done this once or twice but not in at least ten years) 3. Learn about cystic fibrosis 4. Learn to ride a motorcycle 5. Organize lectures and supprt for our class re: the USMLE Step 1 exam as I have decided it would be wise (??) to help in the transition to third year
One: This song is amazing. I will refrain from talking about specifics beyond: the horns! nice work; and the vocal harmony is not only remarkably skilled but SO well deployed.
Two: The Bee Gees never really had a place in my mind as to what their music was like, or what difference they made, or what place they occupied in pop music. This sounds really stupid, I know, but this is revelatory.
This is like reading John Donne for the first time, at 24, having read and liked, you know, Shakespeare, and Milton, and now I have to make space in my internal understanding of how all this stuff is connected. I feel like and idiot for not know before, except that I'm kind of stunned.
I got the first little-more-than-one-half of my unfathomably gigantic tattoo today. it was between 3-3.5 hours of tattooing, and it hurt a lot. I go super tired at the end, as did the artist, and we gave up. I'll get it finished on Dec 28, the Monday after Christmas. The artist is actually a really sweet guy, and I was proud of myself for being minimally miserable. It was pretty horrific, though. Thankfully it looks awesome! Daniel Day Lewis came in to the shop to get a tattoo during about the last hour, so I got to eavesdrop on famous-person conversation. He was nice and obviously knows the artists from previous tattoos so it was a lot like normal-person conversation. He smiled at me? It was the same as any regular dude, but taller.
I had a fantastic birthday party, with just the right crew of friends and just the right level of drinking and cracking jokes. You should all come by next time. It'll be awesome.
I know things now many valuable things that I hadn't known before do not put your faith in a cape and a hood they will not protect you the way that they should and take extra care with strangers even flowers have their dangers and though scary is exciting nice is different than good
Actually, not, because I think I would just post song lyrics exclusively.
I got a haircut, which is awesome. It's so amazing. I picked out fantastic clothes to wear, and I look better/more like myself today than I have in ages. I'm so pleased.
Just got re-invited to learn how to take histories and do exams at the ED that I so enjoyed last year! I'm very pleased; I can practice physical exams on unsuspecting patients (don't worry, I won't hurt them, or treat them). I keep tentatively signing up for things like this, such as a peer-to-peer teaching thing I help run, volunteering at a needle exchange/harm reduction place. Still, it's with the general idea that once the semester really gets geared up, I may have to reassign time and work harder on academics. I've been going away or having guests on the weekends a lot, which is tops, but I'm also worried that will have to end sometime soon.
I think we're exactly halfway through the semester, though, so it looks like I might make it to the end of the year without disaster? I'm trying not to be too optimistic, but it might not be horribly, horribly difficult just yet. We'll see! Still waiting. It'll definitely get there eventually, and I want to be ready for it.
I got a wedding dress! It's quite a dress. I like it; retrospectively I'm kind of overwhelmed by the experience of shopping for and purchasing a dress, though I do love it and I made the right decision in buying it. It's by far the grandest, most bridal dress that I could ever wear and love and look like myself in. Which is how I decided to go with his whole deal; I waffled between low-key and informal and more couture-y, and then I found this dress which is, while not informal, not aggressively fancy. It's definitely couture, but that's more in the careful design and the fabrics.
