Thought I’d check in before compounding lab today. This afternoon I get to make a hydrocortisone ointment and rectal suppositories. Yay.

For some reason, I have had a certain bit of nostalgia stuck in my head for the past few days and I don’t know why. Back in sophomore year at Denison, Liz showed Marisa and me some music videos from a duo whose name I can’t remember (though the word “Fuzz” comes to mind). Their videos always depicted them as cartoon characters drawn in dramatically different styles. One guy looked almost exactly like the old Cartoon Network character Johnny Bravo. The other one (who did the vast majority of the singing) was essentially a disembodied head floating over the rest of his body. The head had a tendency to kind of bob from side to side to the beat of the music (most of which I also can’t remember). Marisa thought he was cute. I thought he was unbelievably creepy, and I never want to see him again. If you were to believe the music videos, the Johnny Bravo clone was German and the disembodied head dude was cockney British, but I looked the duo up on the Internet and discovered both guys were Canadian, much to Marisa’s dismay. I don’t know why I’ve been thinking about that recently, but I have, though I don’t have any particular desire to figure out what the hell the group’s name was.

In case anyone’s interested (particularly Marisa), I feel like I’m in serious need of a creativity pow-wow. These classes are murder on the imagination.