I'm babbling again

I read Dark Chocolate HP/SS, NC-17 by ladyflowdi yesterday.
One of those stories where everything that could be said contains ( spoilers - and a lot of blah from my side  )

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In other news,

It's snowing.
This would be nice if I could stay in my flat for the rest of the day.
It would be tolerable if I didn't insist on going everywhere by bike.
Things being as they are, the only thing I've got to say is: Blergh.

I wonder how some people can be as stupid as they are:
'What's a prepuce?' Ok, never mind that you should know that at least since the anatomy exams two years ago, I sometimes have weird blackouts concerning correct terms too. But when I tell you 'Foreskin' could you please show some sign (however false) of recognition and not follow up with the even more stupid 'It looks different in men'. You don't say? Could this be because you're looking at a stallion? And his prepuce doesn't look very different from a lot of the other animals we've looked at in the last two years?

Otherwise the lesson was interesting - and fun. As were looks on the faces of the few men in our class when we took a biopsy of the broccoli-like thing growing on the glans or were talking about penis-amputations.

I have to study, the rings under my eyes have invited some wrinkles to move in, my mind is still busy arguing with itself about ethics and animal tests, and I still have to catch up on 48 hours of work.
Just lying down and sleeping until next year looks like a good idea at the moment.
( Oh, and I'm amazingly consistent in my quizz results - even though I don't like phoenices all this much )

[ETA: And my mail program decided comment-notifications to this entry are spam. Because they include 'The F-word' and 'penis' - I wonder if I can write an entry about nothing but my day at uni with the same results? Not any loger, as LJ is now on my whitelist, but theoretically it should be possible.]