On friday we started doing the pig dissection. I'm in an awesome group. My two group-mates don't want to touch anything, so I get to do all the cutting/pig dissecting. :). Plus it helps that one of my group members is a smokinhotbabe. Who apparently has no need for personal space since when I was cutting the pig open she was standing right next to me with the side of her face against mine. I'm weird in the way that I don't like giving hugs or anything to my family or most other people, but I crave physical contact from someone who would be more than a friend. I suppose.