cry havoc

It was AWESOME. I was all, hey, are those my blood vessels!? And what's that!? I mean, it's nice to know nothings *cough* been detached or whatever, but it's even better when you get PICTURES. And these are nothing like the blurry black-and-white images from when I had an endoscopy years and years ago, where the nurse said this is this, and that is that, and I said: you could be telling me these are proof of canals on Mars and I WOULDN'T FREAKING KNOW. I hate it when friends show pictures of baby sonograms. I'm like, "wow, a blurry black-and-white image of, uhm, something blurry! how adorable. yeah," while everyone around me claims to be able to tell what's the head and tail and hand and I'm wondering if I should say anything because it sure looks like that baby has three legs. But, after the time when the comment really wasn't taken well at all, I've learned to keep my trap shut in the face of sonograms and make vague cooing noises instead. However, full-color high resolution scans of the back of my eyeballs? NO COOING REQUIRED. Very very awesome. *twirls mustache*

Man I am so damn hyper today, and I don't know why.