Been a long, tiring, at times grueling, good day. Made plans with A to spend the day with her and see the Bodyworlds exhibit. The Museum of Science is huge. When I have the time I could spend a couple of days just wandering the halls.



The exhibit consists of human cadavers split, posed, dissected, sliced, torn apart, hung from the ceiling in pieces in mid flight on a pair of skis, even a male twirling a female on ice skates. The cadavers are put through a process where their innards, tendons and each piece of their body is hardened and the decomposition severely slowed. It's a long, exceedingly intricate process but the results are fascinating.



Throughout it they showed the differences between tumorous organs and healthy, those with lung cancer and how obesity affects your vital organs. I couldn't help but imagine these displays, once living and their lives. They donated themselves for the exhibit but did they ever think they would life would come to an end posed as a ballet dancer or sliced into paper thin piece to examine the stool remaining in their body? What happened to those they loved, what they tried to accomplish in their time? All the cadavers were robbed of their personality, as the dead always seemed to be. Should we be ogling their bodies sans skin or their nervous systems extracted and held against a light? I did, I would do it again. I couldn't help but feel a mite guilty about it though.



Each time I get together with A it's something. We spend most of our social time together and each day is different. We end up having adventures, laughing and talking the entire time. It seems whenever together one or both of us have problems; not enough sleep, sickness, PMS, and we bitch and complain and rearrange our schedules to accomodate each other and struggle somewhat through our time together. We seem to have the same attitude of toughing it out and each time everything is different. I haven't been bored with her yet, a strange thing for me and a woman. I'm beginning to really like her, odd since I was thinking very differently a month ago.