roll with the punches down the aisles

You know what, universe, if you want to encourage this excellent jogging-in-the-morning pattern I've managed to force myself into, you might want to hold off on the sudden drenching downpours.

Ughghghjdsdhsajhsa guys it was so traumatising*. And of course it lasted only long enough to soak my clothes and hair right through; as soon as I emerged from my shower to go to breakfast, it all cleared up. VERY FUNNY.

Second year of med school starts today. I am armed with mascara, coffee, a new notepad, and agressively blow-dried hair. We're doing a 12-week neurology/vision/psychiatry block, and our very first lecture is about autopsy procedure -- some time this year every one of us has to observe an autopsy -- so I am feeling pretty enthused, all told. This song is helping.

*For those of you new enough to not yet be acquainted with my severe dislike of being wet (especially while wearing clothes) ... well, now you know. If I ever become a supervillain, my Secret Weakness will be the fact that every time it rains heavily I want to scream and huddle under an awning. Clearly I will have to employ umbrella-minions.

FYI

I am warning you now that there is likely to be a fair bit of capslock over the next 12 weeks about BRAAAAAAAAAAINS; to stave off any chance that I might awaken one morning to find the lot of you outside my door armed with zombie-fighting materials, I will hasten to assure you that I am just remembering how much I love studying anything to do with the nervous system. We started a spinal cord lesion case today and I think I scared my PBL group with my willingness to bounce up to the whiteboard and draw a diagram of the motor and sensory cortices, and babble at the speed of light about masked symptoms and ascending tracts and other incredibly geeky things. YAY. BRAINS <3

Other things I'd forgotten how much I enjoyed include the early seasons of Friends. It's pissing down rain and I have to do some research and then go to a party at Darling Harbour, but in the meantime I intend to watch brainless telly and eat bbq rice crackers and drink Lady Grey tea.

Life is good!