Premeds beware
Jun. 30th, 2006 06:56 pmLesson of the day: learning anatomy can interfere with your sex life. For instance, when you're kissing up your sweetheart's thigh and thinking "that's adductor magnus... adductor longis... adductor brevis, deep to adductor longis... pectineus..." -- that just kind of damps down on the excitement in things.
And then, what's worse is that you've almost certainly been palpating and feeling along your own legs in order to locate muscles... which leaves them slightly sore, given that you've probably poked at them ten times. Which wouldn't be so bad, if it weren't such a pain to masturbate with sore legs... Sigh.
Yet through all this, keep in mind: I am learning all this because I'm supposed to be helping others. Right. Grrr.
And then, what's worse is that you've almost certainly been palpating and feeling along your own legs in order to locate muscles... which leaves them slightly sore, given that you've probably poked at them ten times. Which wouldn't be so bad, if it weren't such a pain to masturbate with sore legs... Sigh.
Yet through all this, keep in mind: I am learning all this because I'm supposed to be helping others. Right. Grrr.
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Date: 2006-06-30 11:47 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-07-01 12:33 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-07-01 12:49 am (UTC)Then again, I'm also a weirdo who likes to memorize things.
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Date: 2006-07-01 01:48 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-07-04 01:18 am (UTC)Other than that, it reminds me of when Lorenzo Albacete, a Catholic priest and astrophysicist, spoke to Williams a few years ago. He talked about the different domains of science and religion. He gave the example of a pathologist who works with people and bodies, but comes home and sees his wife in a light unlike any in which he sees the people he studies all day.
"I could not do that," continued Albacete. He would probably come home and say to his wife (in a high-pitched schoolyard teasing tone): "I know what's inside of you!"