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Sunday, December 04, 2005
Mild Med Mix, 10mls bid
Could very well be instructions from a med nerd if reworded, mild med mix, 10 pages, bis in die (=twice
daily). Or from a lady trying for a baby: mild wet mix, ~5mls, bid.
Mad Med Life
I can assure you that that poor pun of a title says nothing about my mad med life as a medical student in UCD,
Ireland. I have my winter "exit" exams in a week's time and I still haven't touched my near-mint condition books.
Of course the A-Levels Bio course (any more courses in this sentence and I'm out!) wasn't as difficult as I was
rather attentive *cough cough* in class and textbooks had everything structured for you.
This med life is rather stupid. Every single module (yep, UCD has been mutated by modularisation too) feels like
Physics to me. Fucked-up boring shite. Directionless. At least I had a proper printed syllabus at A-Levels. Here
it's chop shop and the textbooks are as bad as the Physics textbook I had back then -- rotten, useless tomes of
unrelated crap.
I guess there's some exaggeration here and there... but, basically, everything's Physics to me! (as Lyn reminded me
recently, I got an "A" in Phy. Miraculous shite, wasn't it?)
Dunno why I'm making this shitey comparison. But life is grand, roysh?
When Crabs Attack!
Today was just another slow Saturday. By the time I got up and completed my morning routine with Lyn long distance,
It was close to a quarter to five. Breakfast+Lunch+Tea=two small sirloin steaks+potato crisps+oxtail soup.
Come 8pm, I was hungry again. Fine. Dinnertime. Off I toddled to the kitchen to fetch me some ingredients when who
should confront me but *cue scary space invasion music*
that terror of the kitchen fridge. The boogeyman's boogeyman.
OverLord Crabhead!

Overlord Crabhead -- Leader of the Crab Invaders.
Big ugly bugger was he. Ah, the terrors I face as a med student... gigantic claws too...

Lord Crabhead's crabby claampers.
Naturally, hero me defeated that pompous arse

Lord Crabhead's butt-ugly butt.
and saved the world. All in a days work!

A very vacuum-packed and pasteurised Lord Crabhead.
Of course, the day wasn't done yet. I dined on crab and couscous for dinner. Flash boiled that crab before eating
half its juicy innards unmarinaded; the other half was curried with the help of milk, water the crab was boiled in,
freshly scooped-out crabmeat, curry powder, and a frying-pan on heat. Tasty!
Ooooh, did I mention there was a lot of crab roe/egg/whatever under that shell? *mouth watering*

A hung, bashed-in, and innards out Lord Crabhead. No flesh left on this poor critter, as you can see.
Songs for Jane
Since Lyn has been bugging me to ensure that I write a dedication for songs I post, the following are kinda like
dedicated to, ya know, Jane.
Jane has been a good friend of mine since, erm, well it's hard to place your finger on the exact date! Jane is, and
should always be a great gf of mine.
If you're wondering who Jane is *hearty laughter* it's just one of those christian names my bros and I christened
Lyn with: Jane Chung Wei-Lyn. Hmmm... it has that tough connotation to it, no? "My name is Jane. Jane Chung. Agent
oh-one-oh"... ah, there we go. Also, a nearly forgotten association could be with that of Jane Bennet, Lizzie
Bennet's elder sis in P&P (Pride and Prejudice, dear Keira Knightley fans).
Time is of the (chicken) essence. So, out with the ramblings, in with (unhip) songs...
You've Got Possibilities
Matt Monro
(Charles Strouse & Lee Adams)
Baby you're improvable
It won't take long
Mountains can be movable
If the spirit's strong.
You've got possibilities
Takes a fella to tell
You've got possibilities
Let me pry you from your shell.
Somewhere way down deep in you
There's life. No doubt!
It's just been asleep in you
Let me bring it out. Yes!
You've got possibilities
Maybe even a lot
Red-hot possibilities
You don't even know you've got.
You won't be shy
When I get through
I'll make you purr
You pussycat you.
Somewhere way down deep in you
There's life. No doubt!
It's just been asleep in you
Let me bring it out. Yes!
You've got possibilities
Maybe even a lot
Red-hot possibilities
You don't even know you've got.
A catchy tune there. I have always liked the swing backing Matt uses. His voice, as always, is impeccable and
soothing.
A little research on this song popped up an interesting thing. It's actually from the flopped musical "It's a
Bird... It's a Plane... It's Superman" by Charles Strouse and Lee Adams. Never heard of that musical before, but it
sounds interesting. Check out the script/libretto here.
Following Brit Matt is another UK artist from those easy years, Dickie Valentine. I don't believe I've ever posted
any song by him, so here goes anyway. It's not one of my faves, but deserves posting as the lyrics do hold a rather
informed view.
Three Sides To Every Story
Dickie Valentine
You tell me your side, I tell you my side,
Somewhere between us we know there's a right side,
Three sides to every story:
Your side, my side, and the truth!
You say it's ending, I say it's ending,
Who are we fooling, we know we're pretending,
Three sides to every story:
Your side, my side, and the truth!
With every foolish quarrel,
I feel my life is through,
But don't you know my darling?
It's just a phase cause I'm so crazy over you!
I will see your side, you will see my side,
We're so in love, we'll both find the right side,
Three sides to every story:
Your side, my side, and the truth!
With every foolish quarrel,
I feel my life is through,
But don't you know my darling?
It's just a phase cause I'm so crazy over you!
I will see your side, you will see my side,
We're so in love, we'll both find the right side,
Three sides to every story:
And the answer will forever be the same,
Lovers love to quarrel... Just to make up again!
Here, There and Everywhere
The Beatles, 1966; Perry Como, 1975
(Lennon/McCartney)
To lead a better life,
I need my love to be here.
Here... making each day of the year,
Changing my life with a wave of her hand,
Nobody can deny that there's something there.
There... running my hands through her hair,
Both of us thinking how good it can be,
Someone is speaking, but she doesn't know he's there.
I want her everywhere
And if she's beside me I know I need never care
But to love her is to meet her
Everywhere, knowing that love is to share
Each one believing that love never dies
Watching her eyes and hoping I'm always there.
. . . each one believing that love never dies
watching her eyes
and hoping I'm always there.
. . . to be there, and everywhere,
here, there and everywhere!
The final song for Jane in this entry leaves a delicate flavour in the ears. Eh? Yeah, like most of the songs I
like, it carries a sentimental taste throughout. Coming from the Beatles too! Brings me back to when life was said
to be so simple, i.e. Beatle time in lower secondary. The Perry Como cover is presented here as he offers a
stonger, more poignant reading. Note that he substitutes "meet" for "need" (as intended by The Beatles) in the
line, "But to love her is to ---- her". If you decide to sing this, you could always shove your own in there ;-)
Dum dee dum. I've just realised that by sheer coincidence, all the songs are by UK artistes. Okay, so Perry is the
recommended one on the last and he's American, but so effing what? I must be really bored to be writing things like
this. Looks like this is the end of the mix for now. Was going to post plenty of pretty pics, but that'll have to wait for another
day as my dreamboat is here.
Posted at 12/4/2005 9:05:18 am by nicholasaw
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Theme
Song
In Love In Vain

(Leo Robin & Jerome Kern)
[click on the "play" button to hear
a low-res version of this song
by Dick Haymes & Helen Forrest. best played with mp3PRO
decoder]
Love can be a blessing,
But also most depressing,
And I don't mind confessing
That I feel mighty Blue!
It's only human for anyone
To want to be in love
But who wants to be
In love in vain?
At night you hang around the house
And eat your heart out
And cry your eyes out
And wrack your brain.
You sit and wonder
Why anyone as wonderful as she
Should cause you such misery & pain
I thought that I would be in Heaven,
But I'm only up a tree
Cause it's just my luck to be
In love in vain!
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That's My Baby!
§ julie
murdered by her "mother"
Site Seeing...
«The Bing Crosby Internet Museum»
Steven Lewis' tribute to the greatest crooner who ever sang
«Michael Holliday»
My favourite crooner after Bing! I want the
3-CD set for my b'day but it's too expensive... and yay! it's mine dee - cheap cheap only from eBay
«This is Gordon Macrae!»
Patrick Fullerton's tribute to one of the better baritones I've heard
«Jo Stafford»
My favourite female songstress! A voice so pure and angelic, yet imbued with so much emotion, too bad she lived in another era and grew gemuk in the end
«Dick Haymes»
Soothingly smooth velvety crooner
«Matt Monro»
A must listen to singer! Sang theme song for James Bond's "From Russia With Love"
«Perry Como»
Lush ballady baritone with a few cute numbers to his "Papa Loves Mambo" name
«Fred Astaire»
Slick smooth dapper singer/tap-dancer who personifies the Art-Deco Era
«Lee Morse»
Multi-talented vocalist whose style was decades ahead of her time
«Rick Astley»
Back to the 80's with this solid-voiced singer!
«Dismuke's»
An intro to turn of the 20th century music. Check out "Dismuke's Hit of the Week"
«Red Hot Jazz»
early jazz + full song clips!
«Wayback Machine»
let the 'Internet Archive Wayback Machine' present the WWW as it was from 1996-present
 ~ a pretty portrait from
1927 ~
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