don’t keep sweatin’ what I do 'cause I’m gonna be just fine

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Cake day: December 19th, 2023

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  • This movie sticks with me. Such a brutal, dark, nasty movie, and it made me realize Colin Ferrell had actual acting talent. I’d never seen him in anything before and had this impression that he was just a pretty boy, kinda like McConaughey used to be.

    Like, I completely get why Colm wanted to cut Pádriac off, he was so dull. But he was also so open-hearted, and so I empathized with both characters.

    When Pádraic follows the trail of fingers… you know the scene I mean. I lost it, just fucking bawled my eyes out. That movie pulled no punches. It was amazing but I never want to watch it again.

















  • Mine is Omentum.

    I went to med school for a grand total of one semester before I realized it wasn’t for me. But during that semester I went through Gross Anatomy in which you dissect a cadaver bit by bit over the course of (IIRC) 8 weeks. Anyway in the abdominal cavity lies the greater omentum, a yellow net-like contraption that basically spans the stomach & intestines. It’s super cool looking, probably my favorite structure I encountered in gross anatomy.

    My least favorite thing about gross anatomy - other than that one really stinky cadaver - was Netter. Oh my god I felt like that text became an extension of my body, I was never not buried in it, along with so many lists of mnemonics. I still remember the mnemonic Roman Togas Don’t Cover Balls to name the parts of the brachial plexus (Roots, Trunks, Divisions, Cords, and Branches).



  • Less of a genre, more of an era, but I absolutely love music from the '60s. It’s just infectious. Some of it is infectiously happy - e.g., Dancing in the Street by Martha & The Vandellas, or Dance to the Music by Sly and the Family Stone. Some is infectiously melancholy, like The Sound of Silence by Simon & Garfunkel, or Abraham, Martin, and John by Dion. And some you just can’t help but sing along to, like Creeque Alley by the Mamas and the Papas, or Good Morning by Oliver. And of course all the amazing classic rock, experimental sounds, and folk music from that era! Even some of the novelty songs are super memorable (I’m lookin at you, MacArthur Park!).