I'm applying for a grant to do research on drug therapies for malignant peripheral nerve sheath tumors. The more I read about chemotherapy, the more it sounds like it sucks. Therapy-related acute myeloid leukemia? No thanks.

Having lately become something of an atheist or agnostic, I've begun to feel some creeping, existential dread. Ever since I was a little kid, one of my greatest fears was to simply cease to be, which frightens me much more than eternal torment (though, I'm sure, I'd prefer nonexistence to eternal torment if I were actually there.) I'm not the ( Read more... )

Well my iPod, car (power windows and locks), USB ports, and fall schedule all recently broke at around the same time, and my attempts to fix them and set up some other stuff have all failed, leaving me in a very unpleasant mood. On a brighter note, Christina is back in town, which is very good. MMA is starting up again soon, which means I can ( Read more... )

When I took a theater survey class during freshman year, the professor described a theatrical device used in traditional Hindu plays to dramatize the deaths of heroes and gods in tragedies and passion plays. Say for example, one guy throws a spear at a king and his aim is dead on. The action slows down and a new character walks onto the stage: a ( Read more... )

It's finals week again, and I find myself torn between feeling happy that only one of my finals is especially rough and regret that the reason for that is a botched chemistry class that sent me on a dangerous detour through college. This spring has been a lot like last spring; driven by guilt and ambition, I've gotten straight A's, albeit in ( Read more... )

Here's my schedule next semester:

Microbial Metabolism
Genetics
Neurobiology
Chemistry II (sigh)
Spanish II

I'm going to fudge around with the times a bit, so I won't post them yet. This schedule may kill me, but it's what I'll need to finish on time.

I've recently found that "Wapanese," or the oral excrement of kids who watch anime at the exclusion of interacting with healthy society, actually fills me with a very real and visceral nausea. I'm a much more sensitive person then my armbar-ing habit would lead people to believe, and I experience such a degree of vicarious shame that it turns my

It's a sad delusion, for one to think that they're going to park in the same spot once they return from their food run or whatever it is they're doing during the week here at the academic village. But, I see it all the time. The deceptions to which people resort anger me at first, but then I pity them and their naivete. The guy who is cleary ( Read more... )

Tentative schedule for this spring ( Read more... )

I did something to my back a week or so ago. I suspect, pathetically, that it's a repetitive motion injury from hanging and folding clothes at work, but that's immaterial. What that means is that martial arts have been out, which is especially irksome since I'm coming off a two-week long self imposed break to combat burn-out and I've been itching ( Read more... )