...of late

mood: really happy.
state i'm in: done with study!
tune: beats international "dub be good to me".


i rise out of the depths of a clinical medicine textbook to take a few much needed breaths, at the end of a long day of study, and i'm astonished to find that there is a world still living and breathing, just as i left it; and just as i've forgotten it. my towels swaying on the clothesline, dry for a couple of days, the tub for recyclables overflowing...

it's so easy to get lost for a week or two in study and only spend a few highly calculated moments doing anything but. life loses almost all spontaneity.

had a discussion with sandra the other day about how little chance we get to get to enjoy anything resembling a normal life. she only reads non-textbooks on holidays; her boyfriend, a surgical intern, has not picked up his saxophone in living memory; and i had to skip class to grab a coffee and read some nietzsche. oh, how i love med, but fuck she drives me insane sometimes, the demanding bitch she is.

ok, nuff whingeing.. for now.


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i shaved david's head last week for 'world's greatest shave for a cure'. here's some pics:

the before shot - giving him a geeky part for the photo-shoot


off it comes...


dubious shot


nearly there...


and done! it's supposed to be some wedges radiating out like a turbine.
c'mon, just squint and you'll see it

i think i'll be going over it tomorrow and removing the pattern. not sure if all the hospital folk are that impressed with it.


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otherwise, not much to speak of late on the personal front. just studying, the odd shindig, and some downtime with suff.

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images: mine