schadenfreude

Oy vey. What a crazy month. I have been a veritable autopsy MACHINE. Hack hack hack hack. And a couple of them were actually pretty cool cases -- widely metastatic anaplastic thyroid cancer in a lady who had radiation therapy for it and then later developed squamous cell carcinoma of the larynx. Now I'm looking at all these tumor nodules from her lungs and liver and having a hard time telling which cancer has metastasized where! Pretty wild. And I'm getting faster and better with dissection too. Practice makes perfect!

My boy got us these killer sterling silver his-and-hers skull rings for Valentine's Day:


They are super cute. My main complaint is that the little prongs on the crown get caught on everything. Wah, wah, poor me! Anyway the rings are heavy, solid, great quality sterling silver -- very nice. May have to get some more pieces from the same artist. I just love good heavy sterling jewelry.

I got the boy this Paiste cymbal he wanted for V-Day. We went to the little pizza place downtown and drank lots of wine. Everyone was happy, but the true happy ending could not be had because he got his VASECTOMY the Friday before. Whee! It was very quick, painless, easy -- the Xanax I gave him beforehand was a good move. We're two weeks out now and I think the balls still hurt somewhat. He played a show last Saturday though and seemed to do OK. And the show was fucking awesome.

Not much else. Trying not to throttle my self-centered asshole coworker. Sludging through the MBA. Enjoying the gorgeous weather.