Instead of a million other things

I figured I have a million other things to do right now, so why not post a little blog? Ain't that the way of it. We have our histology midterm coming up on thursday. Histology, for those who don't know, is where you look at a bunch of blobs under the microscope. The more seniority you have, the more often you will be correct when you identify one of these blobs. If you are a department chair, you will be correct 100% of the time. Assistant professor- 98%, adjunct professor- 92%, all the way down to students, who are right between 60-80%, depending on how big your smile is (and by smile, I mean boobs). These blobs have no actual correlation to real life (I mean, they are microscopic- duh!), but you still have to memorize the arbitrary names that the department chair gives them, so that you can randomly assign one of these names to the particular blob with the arrow drawn to it on the exam. Again, it doesn't matter which name you choose, so long as it is from the proscribed list, because you will not be able to improve your percentage without a promotion or cosmetic surgery.
They say you have to get over how hard this stuff is, stop complaining and telling yourself and your (dwindling) friends how unfair it all is, and just get down to it. It's the same information that they've been teaching for thousands of years and those crusty old guys in the ubiquitous portraits hung down every hallway had no trouble memorizing it, so suck and deal. But what the hell fun is that? How much smarter am I than all those morons who just put their nose to the grindstone, if I can piss and moan and whine and still get around to memorizing huge lists of latin/greek/sanskrit names for every single goddamn fiber in the body and blob on the slide? Way, that's how much.
After the anatomy midterm, a few of us went out to the Red River Gorge (aka 'the Gorge' (or 'the Red' if you're a douchebag). We ate pizza and camped at Miguel's, the place at the gorge where you eat pizza and camp. Got its own little culture going on there. Then we did some climbing and I led for the first time. It was a fearsome 5.6. I took the rest of the weekend off from studying, too, and now I'm having trouble getting back into the swing. Mariam was sick yesterday- hopefully nothing serious. Tim and Amy had their little girl, Joleigh, on Fri night, and we have yet to see them. I should go try to learn these stupid cells for the test on thursday, or make an appointment for a "teeth whitening" ;-)