I think I'm turning into the Embalmingable Snowman

Today in Gross Anatomy lab (and again - wow. No way that was an accident - we're put together too well) I nicked one of my gloves with a scalpel. Oh, and on Monday? I said, "Scalpel!" when I needed a scalpel. I was trying to be humerus. Hardy har har.

Anyway, I digress - into a bad joke, even. So I nicked my glove, I put on a new glove, and I think I may have nicked that one too. Because when we were cleaning up and I took my gloves off, two and half of the fingers on that hand look and feel really strange. Actually, they feel like the skin of my cadaver. I'm afraid I've embalmed myself, y'all. Or maybe I took a 67-hour bath and just don't remember. At any rate, my hand feels veeeeeerd.

Speaking of veeeerd, it's my favorite Dutchlandian's birthday! Go visit and wish her a happy one. My other good friend festivus's was a couple of days ago. She almost never updates her blog, but you could say hi anyway. :-)