Friday, January 06, 2006

it was awful

the prelim was like getting ass-plowed by grizzly bears. i totally bombed it. my committee would have to be drunk to pass me. i still can't really write about it.

5 Comments:

Blogger sep said...

oh, hang in there honey! we're sure they'll pass you.

xoxo,
sep

10:29 AM  
Blogger jeremy said...

I'm sorry to hear the experience was so unpleasant--even if I don't know exactly what "ass-plowed" means--but I'll hope the result is better than what you're anticipating.

11:17 AM  
Blogger A+ said...

You don't know what "ass-plowed" means? You're a friggin' doctor, Jeremy. I'm shocked.

12:39 PM  
Blogger astrid jane said...

It means getting fucked up the ass, and not in a loving, tender way...at least not this time. The political prelim did not ask if it could "touch me there," it did not buy me breakfast the next day, there was no cuddling. Much as a Grizzly bear wouldn't, I suppose...hence the true aptness of the analogy.

10:30 PM  
Blogger Drek said...

You know, for their body weight, bears are supposed to be rather poorly endowed. Not that this matters, it's just that you're probably better off getting ass-plowed by a bear than, oh, say, a Dolphin.

"They call him Flipper, Flipper, King of the Dolphins..."

10:56 AM  

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