some experiences are just so much more trouble than they're worth. the cat dissection, frankly put, is quite, quite disgusting. i have to go in at 7th tomorrow to finish the skinning. janson calls for the use of hands to separate the skin away from the adipose layer, by tearing. everytime i remember what it felt/looked like i start to get goose bumps. the sensation of adipose separating and squishing away under your finger is nauseating.
for those of you who aren't yet aware of this yet, i'm going vegetarian. i've been a vegetarian for 3 days now (i still eat fish though) and am likely to remain one until i can completely banish the images of the parts of the cat dissection that i saw/see/will be seeing from my mind. and considering how long i had "a dios le pido" stuck in my head, we're looking at well into the summer here. in other words, kate, when looking at a recipe.... heh, no worries, actually, we're probably going to stick with mostly snacks anyway.
english tomorrow...
the quote i got from ms. stebbins is: no i am not prince hamlet, nor was meant to be.
appropriate, isn't it?
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oooh, ooh, that's from the poem! =)
omg, the cat... the forces of all that is good have insured that i don't deal with the cat this week at all (econ on friday). next week.. i don't know.. hopefully my partner will be done with skinning ><
oh, dude, apparently my quote is from Hamlet (act I where he is talking to the ghost):
"And thy commandment all alone shall live
Within the book and volume of my brain,
Unmix'd with baser matter. Yes, by heaven! "
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