Also I can't stop washing my hands

[brigdh]

I think I have mentioned that, for one of my classes, it is necessary to produce a skeleton. The method for this is to acquire the body of a small animal, in my case a duck, and boil it until you're left with bones.

This is the most traumatizing thing I have ever done in my life. (Hyperbole yay.) I think I will finally be done with it tonight, but there have been weeks of constant boiling, on and off. There is the smell of grease that permeates everything. I was going to write out some of the more specific details, but it is so disgusting that there really is no purpose to forcing you to share the knowledge. Every second I spend doing this I want to weep with frustration, or perhaps vomit. I loathe it.

As soon as this is over, I will never, ever have to do anything like this again, which is a good thing because otherwise I would drop out of school and beg on the streets before willingly taking on such a project.

Comments

[wordsofastory.livejournal.com]

Yeah. Also, there's always killing myself so I never have to remember any of this ever again. I'm convinced I can smell duck all over myself and I'm probably just being neurotic, but it's so disturbing.

Some people did fish! I feel like a fish would have been easy; I wish I'd thought of that.

[rm.livejournal.com]

I think so -- the meat is flakier.

Do you knwo from Japanese black soap? That will get the duck smell off. It has charcoal o something in it.

I have cool black soap from villanness that smells like leather and cigarette smoke and vanilla -- it's called antihero. That's what's you're needing. But seriously, less cool black soap will do it.

[wordsofastory.livejournal.com]

Less fatty, too.

Oh, yeah. I think I've seen the non-Japanese, trucker's version of that soap.

[rm.livejournal.com]

The tiny tiny bones would have been harder to assemble if that's consolation.

One day this will be funny.

[wordsofastory.livejournal.com]

Eh, these fucking bird bones are practically disintegrating anyway, so there's probably no real 'good choice' here.

So Rachel proves, in the comment below. But ugh. I'll need years before I can manage to be funny in any way other than providing expressions of absolute horror.

[rm.livejournal.com]

Funny for you, perhaps.

Seriously though, I have all these questions I'm reaaaly not sure I want to knwo the aanswer to.

[wordsofastory.livejournal.com]

Heh, that's the problem with gross things, isn't it? They make you curious, even though you know you'd be happier ignoring the whole thing.