Oct. 2nd, 2002

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Tired. An unyielding fixation on exhaustion. My evening naps are working, but I sleep too little these days to take full advantage of it. My circadian rhythm still needs a fix... I'm beginning to wonder if I really have to have two days of no work since it makes me feel lazy.

I got to help in the dissection of a pig fetus today. It reminded me why I did not like dissection-based classes. It's not so much as the unconscious thought that some of that evil preservative got into your mouth as it is the smell of the powder from those latex gloves that now taint your hands, making you unable to touch anything without feeling like you're tainting it with your touch.

In terms of dreams, I dreamt a lot about college people I knew. Some of them even more bastardish in my dream than usual (though I respected most of them, even if they seemed fairly immature) and a writing class where I met with someone I knew from elementary school. It was freaky and inspiring and I don't think it's worth mentioning in detail since it's also terribly obscure. Anywho, I should start doing my sketchwork...

Off to work!
zesty_pinto: (Default)
Tired. An unyielding fixation on exhaustion. My evening naps are working, but I sleep too little these days to take full advantage of it. My circadian rhythm still needs a fix... I'm beginning to wonder if I really have to have two days of no work since it makes me feel lazy.

I got to help in the dissection of a pig fetus today. It reminded me why I did not like dissection-based classes. It's not so much as the unconscious thought that some of that evil preservative got into your mouth as it is the smell of the powder from those latex gloves that now taint your hands, making you unable to touch anything without feeling like you're tainting it with your touch.

In terms of dreams, I dreamt a lot about college people I knew. Some of them even more bastardish in my dream than usual (though I respected most of them, even if they seemed fairly immature) and a writing class where I met with someone I knew from elementary school. It was freaky and inspiring and I don't think it's worth mentioning in detail since it's also terribly obscure. Anywho, I should start doing my sketchwork...

Off to work!

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