It’s Winter, Why Am I Not Snuggled Up In Bed?

Operative Surgery and Topographical Anatomy. Two weeks. In Russian.  Doesn’t it make perfect sense that I’m blogging?

Me and Anat don’t have a good history. From the first class (which I had missed) right up to the exam, we’ve had bad blood. And that was in English. You can imagine how much fun I’m having with this demonic baby.

I know that so far, all I’ve done is bitch about my studies. I don’t really hate all of it, just some. Besides, all the cool people whine about studying *snicker*.

2010 arrives in a couple of days. I’m always excited about the new year. It gives me another “do-over”. Awesome days for these do-overs are Easter, my birthday and New Year’s Day. Oh, how could I forget months that start on a Monday? Those are pretty rad, too. Why the constant need to hit the “reset” button? Because my ability to stick to stuff is only slightly better than the working memory of a goldfish.

Initially, my post for this week was supposed to be momentous events that took place in 2009, but my mind and fingers decided to run amok and spew this nonsense. Just as fun as the other post would have been, but does nothing to defend my mental state.

A few thoughts have been running through my mind, and I wish someone would either explain them to me, or empathize with me. Anything that’s easier will do.

1. When a chick sleeps with a guy just because she wants to and doesn’t expect stuff, she’s cheap. Wouldn’t it be worse if she expected dinner, a movie and other material objects in exchange for sex? I could be wrong, but the latter scenario sounds like prostitution’s more high maintenance, sophisticated cousin.
2. Some guys are boob-sessed, and some are ass-essed. I understand that the ones who check out asses are just part of the whole evolution-baboon-mating-call explanation. So, does that make the boob-sessed guys more evolved or are they men with mommy issues? (Freud’s gonna love me!)

Now with that out of the way, I probably should get back to the real reason I’m not in bed (other than the fact that neither Seungri nor Gerard Butler are here to join me).