Monday, 27 August 2007
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Clean out the mudflaps, boys
I just read an interesting article on superbugs. Kinda scary stuff.
I have trouble digesting information through the computer screen. When I'm writing a paper or doing research, I would prefer to hang it all up in front of me and move it around, Minority Report-style. Alas, technology hasn't gotten to that point yet, so I'll just have to make do with browser tabs and hardcopies. That reminds me, though: I am so glad that I am done writing papers for the time being. Ugh.
I've been thinking again of doing a little literature dabbling again. If you wanted to read a short story that hadn't been written yet, what would it be about? I'm a little out of ideas; I need a germ to build upon.
You know, my brother is learning a lot of stuff as a paramedic that I never learned as a biology major. I think it would be interesting to take some of those classes. The only problem is, it's a little hard on your psyche, I think. He was telling me a couple of weeks ago that he would watch training videos while he was stuck at the community college between summer classes. Unfortunately, he said [rough paraphrase] "class would begin, and you would just feel wrong. Like, the teacher begins to lecture, and you've just finished watching real video of a small mangled child on the side of the road after a real accident. All of the sudden, you're required to to concentrate, when all you really want to do is find a quiet place and cry a little."
I don't care what you say, my brother is a hero.


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