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Yep - though I just realized I messed it up, I was thinking of the ischiocavernosus m.

There is a clinically significant degree of struggle going on over here at the moment.

Yeah ischiocavernosus and bulbospongiosus mm. You'll get it! You got this!


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Yep - though I just realized I messed it up, I was thinking of the ischiocavernosus m.

There is a clinically significant degree of struggle going on over here at the moment.
That's why I didn't think we had learned it :laugh:
Fun fact: You can remember that the deep artery of the penis supplies the corpus cavernosum because caverns are deep!
 
There's always the drunk thread. But you know the rules.

Unrelated, what's the better instrument to learn:

Air drums or air guitar
There are no rules? 😛

Drums fo sho
 
Isn't Mr. DubZ there?
He's at his house and I'm at mine. And he's feeling ****ty today anyway. I helped my mom with Christmas decorations so now I'm too physically tired to bother with doing anything but lying here on the couch, silently yelling at the Patriots for trying to let the Ravens win. And dropping useful posts everywhere on here 😉
 
I feel like older rock songs were better for air guitar but more recent stuff is better for air drums
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That's almost a hundred years ago. Another good non-Disney animated film from that time frame was Anastasia, would recommend if you haven't seen but I'm guessing you have
Oh I definitely have, it's one of my favorites. That one I watched a good bit of maybe a month ago, was at a friend's house and we had watched something else, it was late but everyone wanted to watch Anastasia. I couldn't leave before Once Upon A December.
 
So apparently there is a mouse in our house. And usually I'm okay with critters as long as they stay in their areas and not in mine, but I just barefoot walked to the bathroom and as I opened the door and turned the lights on it scurried away closeish to my feet and I thought I was about to die. Also I woke the entire house up by screaming a string of explicits. Dad goes "oh yeah. We have a mouse."
 
So apparently there is a mouse in our house. And usually I'm okay with critters as long as they stay in their areas and not in mine, but I just barefoot walked to the bathroom and as I opened the door and turned the lights on it scurried away closeish to my feet and I thought I was about to die. Also I woke the entire house up by screaming a string of explicits. Dad goes "oh yeah. We have a mouse."
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And you know, I'm not afraid of mice. I had a pet mouse for years, and I used to foster guinea pigs. But I'm not okay with wild mice who have migrated into my bathroom. View attachment 211870

I too had pet mice. Three of them.


Until they went cannibalistic and two of them ate the third one (which was mine, other two were my siblings'). Apparently they no longer wanted their colorful mouse food anymore.....


But yeah, nope to mice running around in my house.
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So apparently there is a mouse in our house. And usually I'm okay with critters as long as they stay in their areas and not in mine, but I just barefoot walked to the bathroom and as I opened the door and turned the lights on it scurried away closeish to my feet and I thought I was about to die. Also I woke the entire house up by screaming a string of explicits. Dad goes "oh yeah. We have a mouse."
There was a mouse that lived in my dorm room last year who I could not get rid of for the life of me. I named him Patchouli. I was afraid he was going to give me hantavirus.
 
I too had pet mice. Three of them.


Until they went cannibalistic and two of them ate the third one (which was mine, other two were my siblings'). Apparently they no longer wanted their colorful mouse food anymore.....


But yeah, nope to mice running around in my house.
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I have a similar story involving twelve hermit crabs who decided to live life like they were in Lord of the Flies.
 
There was a mouse that lived in my dorm room last year who I could not get rid of for the life of me. I named him Patchouli. I was afraid he was going to give me hantavirus.
yeah I know the feeling. I googled what all diseases I could get from this mouse, and I'm pretty scared. So we can't decide a name for him. I wanted to name him Fievel (from American Tail), my mom wanted to name him Mickey (because she lacks all creativity) and my brother wanted to name him Pikachu. So we're at an impasse.
 
We have had several different mice that like to inhabit the gas station oil rack (outside) and eat the Milkbones we keep for the dogs. Throughout the last few years we have had Bones; Bones II; Bones the Third; and Bones IV, Consumer of Milkbones.
 
What I should be doing:

Finishing (or even starting) the huge chem assignment due tomorrow

What I'm doing instead:

Spending five hours writing and submitting to poetry journals that won't reply for three months



Yeah. I got this.
Don't worry, I'm right there with you.

What I should be doing: Studying for my cell bio final (that is at 9am)

What I just spent the last hour doing: Perusing the websites of some school research programs
 
Whelp. Just noticed a typo in a poem I submitted to four journals. I typed 'our' instead of 'out'.

🙁🙁🙁

Going to bed now. Have to get up early to do my chemistry haha
 
What I should be doing:

Finishing (or even starting) the huge chem assignment due tomorrow

What I'm doing instead:

Spending five hours writing and submitting to poetry journals that won't reply for three months



Yeah. I got this.
That's a great way to spend your time though 😀 I need to work on getting some short stories out in circulation.
 
Whelp. Just noticed a typo in a poem I submitted to four journals. I typed 'our' instead of 'out'.

🙁🙁🙁

Going to bed now. Have to get up early to do my chemistry haha
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I have a job interview this afternoon. I'm hoping the HR person I'm meeting with will give me some insight on the job I really want that I interviewed for exactly three weeks ago. The job today is okay - it pays the same, it's in public health, it involves infectious diseases (STD's) but it doesn't at all touch on some of my other education areas and experiences. Plus, with new rules regarding probationary periods, today's job would complicate some things.
 
Currently on ~3 hours of sleep. Coffee #1 wore off about 45 minutes ago, and the campus cafe doesn't open for another 50 minutes. Maybe this should be in the rant here thread? But applicable to the conversation on this thread last night.
 
I have a similar story involving twelve hermit crabs who decided to live life like they were in Lord of the Flies.
This is a weird thing to be able to say "Me too! Same!" about, but here I am

ETA: oh, but I only just now realized that you said twelve and not two so...maybe not quite 😛
 
This is a weird thing to be able to say "Me too! Same!" about, but here I am

ETA: oh, but I only just now realized that you said twelve and not two so...maybe not quite 😛
I also had a killer hermit crab. It was just one that was a killer. Every hermit I put in with him died and I couldn't figure out why, until I caught him in the act of pulling a live crab out of it's shell. He became a solo crab after that.
 
I also had a killer hermit crab. It was just one that was a killer. Every hermit I put in with him died and I couldn't figure out why, until I caught him in the act of pulling a live crab out of it's shell. He became a solo crab after that.
serial killer hermit crabs, who would have thought
 
I had baby quail once (they hatched them at the fair, and I took home 7 or 8 chicks). First the boys started beating up the girls, so the genders were separated. Then the boys started beating up each other. Then the girls started beating up each other. I think I ended up with 3 live ones after all that, and I was so done with it all. We didn't keep them.

They were so cute though! Before they started killing each other.
 
I had baby quail once (they hatched them at the fair, and I took home 7 or 8 chicks). First the boys started beating up the girls, so the genders were separated. Then the boys started beating up each other. Then the girls started beating up each other. I think I ended up with 3 live ones after all that, and I was so done with it all. We didn't keep them.

They were so cute though! Before they started killing each other.

My uncle has a commercial quail business and usually has anywhere from 300-1000 birds of varying ages. They are really cute and his house always sounds cool with all the quails calling to each other! Sorry yours turned out to be bullies.
 
This is a weird thing to be able to say "Me too! Same!" about, but here I am

ETA: oh, but I only just now realized that you said twelve and not two so...maybe not quite 😛

I also had a killer hermit crab. It was just one that was a killer. Every hermit I put in with him died and I couldn't figure out why, until I caught him in the act of pulling a live crab out of it's shell. He became a solo crab after that.

serial killer hermit crabs, who would have thought
They are really much more murderous and terrible than anyone would have expected. It was like owning a dozen tiny, brightly painted Hannibal Lecters.
 
They are really much more murderous and terrible than anyone would have expected. It was like owning a dozen tiny, brightly painted Hannibal Lecters.
Wait this sounds kind of awesome
 
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