I was informed last night in no uncertain terms that if I become a veterinarian, in fact beginning from the moment I become a veterinary student, I am not to come home and discuss "What I Did Today" with
rfrench. He doesn't even want to hear a highly-edited-and-sanitized verbal description of a picture in that sports medicine book.
*big dramatic sigh*
[In the spirit of full disclosure I must admit I keep looking at some of those photos in an attempt to wear down my OH NO ICK YIKES reaction.]
*big dramatic sigh*
[In the spirit of full disclosure I must admit I keep looking at some of those photos in an attempt to wear down my OH NO ICK YIKES reaction.]
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I've got a long way to go, and I honestly do wonder if there's any way to speed this up. To toughen up my tummy for flying aerobatics, I used to sit upside down hanging off the couch, read and twist and bend while being driven on curvy roads, and the like. I don't know if there's a crash course for this one though.