oh hi, i still wear things sometimes. there are flamingos on my shorts.
fellowship is insane. so much chemistry. all of the chemistry. organometallics forever.
things lately. navy lace and purple gingham and lavender belt. also, eicosanoids. i am so tired. so tired.
So, birthday date with D (if he ever escapes the hospital). Work, please don’t ruin our plans. Am I really wearing this dress?! It’s a little ridiculous. Birthday gift is Social Primer x Brooks Brothers bow tie. And French toast in the morning. Seriously, I make French toast like nobody’s business.
hi guys, i’m not dead. i got a haircut. also, pencil skirts and neon belts are kind of my thing now. i’m still the palest nerd of all time.
ps: please, no one mention the NCAA tournament to me. times are tough in the insane UK fanbase
litany of complaints:
bright spots:
PURPLE PANTS CLUB, YOU GUYS
also, high fructose corn syrup is the breakfast of champions. just kidding, fructose as a substrate for glycolysis bypasses regulation by phosphofructokinase as it is converted to either fructose-1-phosphate, dihydroxyacetone, or glyceraldehyde-3-phosphate (depending on where it is and what enzymes are available!).
but whatever, candy is delicious. time to go to the lab.
STAYING UP ALL NIGHT DOESN’T MEAN YOU HAVE TO LOOK LIKE YOU STAYED UP ALL NIGHT.
daily word of advice, kids: learn how to use cosmetics to your advantage, visine to mask your red eyes, and no one will ever suspect you of spreading your gross flu germs everywhere. but seriously, everyone in my 483 lecture is already sick, so whatever. no regrets. i am so rebellious.
fever-induced hallucinations, or did i really figure out the Q cycle? MYSTERIES OF SCIENCE, y’all. but really, i feel awful. someone help me with this SERCA protocol?
FRIDAY NIGHT.
WHY? with Astronautalis and copious amounts of bourbon. Eskimo Snow will always be one of my favorite albums ever
IT’S MONDAY! that means i’m back at school and work. physics and biochem on this morning’s agenda, hooray!
other news: the ACS exam is my biochem final… shit. shiiiiit. whatever, at least i’m having an alright hair day.
back to metabolic mechanism review…