  today was day 2 of porcine surgery.  this time around we had to do a laparascopic cholecystectomy ( minimally invasive gall bladder surgery) nbsp;  we had to insert 3 probes and a camera into the pig's belly and tried to remove the gall bladder from underneath the liver. nbsp;
 there was a little bit of awkwardness at first,  mostly trying to coordinate our hand movements with what we saw on the screen,  but eventually ( i. e.  1 hour,
 45 minutes later)  we were able to free up the gall bladder from all the connective tissue,  staple the cystic duct and the cystic artery,  and then pull the gall bladder out. nbsp;  pete and i picked up on using the instruments real quick,
 whereas the other two people in our group were just absolutely horrible at it.  it was so frustrating that at times pete and i would end up with both of our hands on instruments while the other two just watched. nbsp;  i mean,  it was practically comedy watching one guy try to orient a piece of bowel so we could staple it.  he tried for like 3 minutes before i took the camera from pete so he could take that guy's grasper.
 oh well but last night michelle,  pete,  and i went out to a club in santa monica.  i don't normally go clubbing during the week,  but one of michelle's friends had a bday party there and we were on the guest list. nbsp;
 when we got there at 11,  the guest list line was huge and we were all set to just drive back to our apartment and drink. nbsp; however,  michelle saw one of her friends near the front of the line so we just cut in with him.  the club ended up being more expensive than advertised and the dance floor was littered with women that just aren't my type,
 but i had a good time nonetheless. nbsp;  although i didn't enjoy it too much this morning,  having woken up only 4 hours after falling asleep.
