laura (![[info]](http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} shinyobject) wrote,@ 2008-01-18 17:59:00 |
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ballistic squirrels!!!!!!!!
Loving my classes:
Biological Psychology
Cellular Neuroscience
Spanish 103
Ecology & Evolution
Biopsych:
"Everything I'm going to tell you is a lie. Everything is a gross overgeneralization, and there are more instances in which these statements are false than when they're true. But this is the only way it's going to make any sense at all."
I really like this statement. "A brain looks like this diagram" is in fact a lie-- it's not color coded, it's not neat, it's not outside the body, and ALL BRAINS ARE DIFFERENT. It's like saying "A city looks like this" and drawing the skyline of NYC. That is one viewpoint of one city at one point in time-- so yes, it's true in some sense, but it's a lie for every viewpoint of every city at every point in time OTHER than this one. The brain diagram is even more of a lie, since it's an artist's impression of what the "average" brain looks like. The average brain doesn't even exist.
Neuroscience:
"Cardiac glycosides are these things that interfere with your sodium/potassium ATPase system. You find them in foxglove, this beautiful flower. Just don't eat it. I don't recommend going around eating flowers in general, but this one especially. We have some in our backyard actually, along with a few other poisonous plants. It's ok because we don't have any kids in the house, and well I don't eat them.
The squirrels DO eat them, though. Then they go fucking ballistic and destroy all the other plants. Maybe we should get rid of them, come to think of it."
"So there's this internship. Pays something like 3 grand, and to be eligible for it you have to be..." -looks down at the sheet- "breathing." sweet.
In other news,
went to a couple parties last weekend. One was great-- I was a hit, made new friends, kissed a girl, felt hot. The other-- I felt awkward. I wish it were socially acceptable to just watch people at parties. IT was entertaining, a "thrift store chic" theme. Overwhelming amount of noise and people and color.
Jesse from Portland was in Chi-town Sunday, and I played tour guide. Hit a blues club or two, good times. I like that he had to draw a diagram when I asked him about his romantic situation.
It is fucking cold. The high tomorrow is supposed to be 9 degrees F.
Loving my classes:
Biological Psychology
Cellular Neuroscience
Spanish 103
Ecology & Evolution
Biopsych:
"Everything I'm going to tell you is a lie. Everything is a gross overgeneralization, and there are more instances in which these statements are false than when they're true. But this is the only way it's going to make any sense at all."
I really like this statement. "A brain looks like this diagram" is in fact a lie-- it's not color coded, it's not neat, it's not outside the body, and ALL BRAINS ARE DIFFERENT. It's like saying "A city looks like this" and drawing the skyline of NYC. That is one viewpoint of one city at one point in time-- so yes, it's true in some sense, but it's a lie for every viewpoint of every city at every point in time OTHER than this one. The brain diagram is even more of a lie, since it's an artist's impression of what the "average" brain looks like. The average brain doesn't even exist.
Neuroscience:
"Cardiac glycosides are these things that interfere with your sodium/potassium ATPase system. You find them in foxglove, this beautiful flower. Just don't eat it. I don't recommend going around eating flowers in general, but this one especially. We have some in our backyard actually, along with a few other poisonous plants. It's ok because we don't have any kids in the house, and well I don't eat them.
The squirrels DO eat them, though. Then they go fucking ballistic and destroy all the other plants. Maybe we should get rid of them, come to think of it."
"So there's this internship. Pays something like 3 grand, and to be eligible for it you have to be..." -looks down at the sheet- "breathing." sweet.
In other news,
went to a couple parties last weekend. One was great-- I was a hit, made new friends, kissed a girl, felt hot. The other-- I felt awkward. I wish it were socially acceptable to just watch people at parties. IT was entertaining, a "thrift store chic" theme. Overwhelming amount of noise and people and color.
Jesse from Portland was in Chi-town Sunday, and I played tour guide. Hit a blues club or two, good times. I like that he had to draw a diagram when I asked him about his romantic situation.
It is fucking cold. The high tomorrow is supposed to be 9 degrees F.
