Evening of 2-27-7

I had a dream recently that I cut my hair short. Then I realized, “WHAT THE FUCK DID I DO?” Must be emotional reverberations.

I got a 100 on a Kinesiology quiz I took yesterday. It was an online quiz, yes, but I wasn’t even taking it seriously. I knew my shit, yes. But. I didn’t have my book on me. I just had my notes. One chart with the muscles and their actions, and other with the actions and the associated muscles. I also knew the three pairs of complete synergists, and other various things. But 100%? Score! In addition, I finished in 9 minutes and 37 seconds, out of a maximum time of 35 minutes. I actually like the format of the class. Lecture, ‘lab’ examples, quiz. According to the calendar, we have a midterm next week. It’ll cover at least the spine, shoulder girdle, and shoulder joint, and possibly the elbow and radio-ulnar joints.

While perked from my 100, I was down because I realized I didn’t do any spanish homework. I can’t figure out when to do work for the damn class. Come to find out that the class is canceled today. I perked and realized that bought me more time to study for that A&P II exam on Thursday. So I went to the Berry of Lies and started studying. I’d already looked through all the questions, so I knew I could find the answers to all of them if I bothered. In the span of about two hours, minus breaktime, I was able to cover the endocrine chapter, and start in on the blood chapter. Mind you, that comes to over four pages of study guide questions. It’ll get easier from here – endocrine was dreadfully boring. Blood, heart, and vessels, I have a good handle on the big concepts. Lymph, the most recent chapter, will be a pain in the anus to study for.

I had a craving for hot chocolate. So I’m having some. :: burps ::

Sleep is the most important thing. While I’d love to get a head-start on kinesiology tomorrow before class, I’ll probably end up heading to the Berry of Lies as soon as I get on campus in the morning. When I sit down to do something, I do it. It’s amazing. And I can assure you that when I don’t want to do something, I DON’T AT ALL. Ha ha.

I’m debating whether to deload next week, or the week after. I’m favoring next week, so that I can lift during spring break. Otherwise, I’ll get bored and depressed.

Two things I learned while studying:

Vericose veins of the anal canal are known as hemorrhoids.

My testicles produce 300,000 sperm per minute.

PER MINUTE?!!

Damn. :: hefts his nutsac :: Anybody want to reproduce?