Does anyone else remember those deep thought calendars? The two that I always remember are:
1. If you're ever falling off the top of the Empire State Building, fall real limp. Someone might think you're a mannequin and try to catch you. I mean, hey, free dummy!
2. If you ever drop your keys into hot lava, let em go. Cause man, they're gone.
It finally feels like winter here in Houston. A couple days ago, it actually dropped below 32 outside. Houstonians aren't used to seeing ice at all, unless it's in the ice maker - which has lead to some interesting traffic accidents and school closures. Today has continued the trend of rain, cold rain, and wind. The cold weather has of course convinced me to stay inside more than I normally would and work on various papers, readings, projects, etc. My only refuge from those has been the urge to clean or more often "tidy" things.
I've now had all of my lecture courses for the semester. My neuroanatomy class shouldn't be too bad -- some memorization and clapping to the beat. Last night, I sat mesmerized in my Child Assessment class as the professor recited (from memory) a history of the field of learning disabilities. Occasionally I would realize that I had stopped taking notes and attempted to catch up using what's left of my short term memory. When the short-term memory failed me I'd glance over at the notes of someone next to me, which oddly made me feel like I was cheating! By the end of the semester I might need to have both a tape recorder and a computer to keep up with the pace that the class goes at. It's like having information inserted through an IV!
The rest of today is going to be writing the discussion section of my thesis. And trying to hammer it into a cleaner paper than it is currently. My results have changed drastically - I either found a new paradigm or more likely - I have a mixture of two other ones. Either way, it should make for a really great discussion section and will probably require me to rewrite a decent amount of my intro to include things like language processing in the cerebellum. It would be nice if the sun came out at some point. I'm starting to forget what color the sky is.
2 comments:
I think you're on crack.... yup, definitely on crack.
Or just have a severe case of cabin fever! ;)
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