Monday, April 13, 2009

Very little group project partners.

So I wake up this morning from my Easter-chocolate induced sugar coma to the realization that I have a group project due this evening in Medical Law & Ethics. It is on the landmark legal cases of "Baby Doe & Baby Jane Doe", basically the right of born-alive infants to receive treatment.

The group decided that we would do a PowerPoint and everyone would be responsible for putting together slides for one particular aspect of the case and we would combine them into a presentation.

I did my PowerPoint slides on the case summaries, roughly 16 slides.
My next partner that did hers on the ethical dilemma, about 12 slides.
The final loser partner that I knew was going to blow it, submitted an editorial-like word doc that we were barely able to distill 2 coherent slides from.

There's always one loser-moron-slacker in every fraking group.

I pray that it is never me.

Got to run to the morning S.I. session for A&P. Peace be with you on this day my Internet brethren.

Thursday, April 9, 2009

Still truckin' mother trucker...

25 days left of this semester.

It's been a while since I last posted an update, I've been super busy playing a proverbial game of "Life and School Wack-A-Mole" I just didn't have a sec until now.

A lot has transpired recently, I've conquered the big projects, presentations and papers in Micro and Medical Law, tackled big exams in everything - and thus far still clockin' all A's. Although I took some rather nasty exams yesterday whose results remain to be seen.

Other tidbits...
  • The shop (aka piano dungeon) is inching closer to its final demise - I can't wait to be out from under that beast! I'm nearing the end of my final piano rebuilding project - the project I've affectionately nicknamed the dreaded "Devil's Rectum" piano. I installed the last of the strings today, now I need to figure out how to make it play...
  • I'm all registered for next semester and I'm once again locking horns with the inept boobs at the financial aid office.
Umm... I guess that's going to have to be it for now, I have to head to the gym for some self-induced torture before picking up the Smoochster from daycare.