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things I possess at the moment:
a) Bewilderingly sexy hair. It's all sleek with just the right amount of flick.
b) Two arms which cannot be lifted above an angle of 45 degrees without pain thanks to my HPV and tetanus injections, both of which seemed to cause a totally unreasonable amount of muscular spazzery out of PURE SPITE. Hmph.
c) Great expectations of this weekend, which will involve cosplay & shopping adventures in Sydney with the lovely
_leareth, and
profound_poppy's 19th-century themed picnic.
d) 5164 words of my current fic, an end in sight, and a narrator of whom I remain fond despite his occasional fits of unhelpful asshattery. I expect I'll post it tomorrow morning.
e) Increasing amounts of excitement re: the rest of the year. You guys, I am moving to Sydney to go to doctor school. I own a stethoscope. (I think the sheer amount of bewildered joy I feel at all of these facts kind of implies that I made a sensible career choice somewhere along the way, right? I'm going to hold on tight to said joy for as long as I can, in the hope that I can delay the fits of wailing OH GOD OH GOD WHY DID I CHOOSE THIS LIFE KILL ME NOW until at least, say, the third week of term.)
b) Two arms which cannot be lifted above an angle of 45 degrees without pain thanks to my HPV and tetanus injections, both of which seemed to cause a totally unreasonable amount of muscular spazzery out of PURE SPITE. Hmph.
c) Great expectations of this weekend, which will involve cosplay & shopping adventures in Sydney with the lovely
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d) 5164 words of my current fic, an end in sight, and a narrator of whom I remain fond despite his occasional fits of unhelpful asshattery. I expect I'll post it tomorrow morning.
e) Increasing amounts of excitement re: the rest of the year. You guys, I am moving to Sydney to go to doctor school. I own a stethoscope. (I think the sheer amount of bewildered joy I feel at all of these facts kind of implies that I made a sensible career choice somewhere along the way, right? I'm going to hold on tight to said joy for as long as I can, in the hope that I can delay the fits of wailing OH GOD OH GOD WHY DID I CHOOSE THIS LIFE KILL ME NOW until at least, say, the third week of term.)
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b) I had a flu shot like that recently. But only in one arm. Owwwwww.
c):o And what cos will you be playing? 19th-century picnic!!! I hope there are pictures! (hint, hint)
d) What's it aboooout? I could wait till tomorrow morning and find out, but. *bounce bounce bounce*
e) I can start early with the House jokes, you know. A stethoscope!! I have noticed that doctors are very personal with their stethoscopes. They can use whatever temperature thingy, blood pressure tool, rubber hammer, etc is to hand, but it has to be THEIR STETHOSCOPE or none. ??? These are the sorts of questions I will be bothering you with.
I don't want to go to work. Does it show?
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d) Uh, it doesn't actually have a lot of plot, though a whole little set of themes have grown, mushroom-like, in the dark and murky depths of said plotlessness. They include love, music, entropy, clocks, and James McAvoy.
e) My stethoscope has MY NAME PRINTED ON IT. I love it.
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e) Last minute my Perth-friend-now-doctor-moving-to-the-UK has arranged her flight to go through Sydney, so she's also coming this weekend Saturday evening and there will inevitably be a catch-up, you should totally talk to her about doctor school and going to the UK :P
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e) Oh, excellent! I'm looking forward to meeting her.
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e) I EXPECT STETHOSCOPE GLAMOUR SHOTS? With the sexy hair?