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Yesterday I did absolutely no homework.
My friend CS (who lives a hop, skip and jump from my Harrisburg house) called me in the morning as I lazed in my bed. She wanted me to go on a walk... so I made myself presentable and was at her place in short order. The weather was blustery and wet and cold, but I didn't mind all that much. We had a good time, as usual.
We are in a sort of three-person weight loss race, which is fantastic. Medical nerds that we are, we measured our blood pressures after the walk and decided to check our resting heart rates the following morning. In theory, the more we exercise the lower out resting HR's should be.
I did a little work-out at the OSU gym, and now my arms are sore.
I headed to my research building, and ran into my advisor who informed me of a birthday party for one of the lab members. I made my appearance at the occasion. Have you ever eaten pumpkin curry soup? They had some there and it was surprisingly palatable. Actually, curry might render cooked and squished spinach edible as well. I'm sort of a fan of the stuff.
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If a human baby was housed in a box with no external stimuli, would he develop a sense of right and wrong? I think he would, in a way, although he probably wouldn't think to treat others in accordance with that sense. How would he get such a sense? Maybe from the absolute physical laws of the universe, maybe from pain sensation, maybe because God would speak to him. Maybe I'm way off... Any thoughts? By the way, this relates to a discussion that occurred at the party.
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My lab is very diverse and the more interesting for it. We've got our political liberals, our middle-of-the-roaders, and our stauch conservatives. We've got our religiously staunch, our religiously neutral, and our religiously antagonistic. We have an Austrian, a Russian, a South African, and a bunch of Americans. Life wouldn't be nearly as interesting if everyone agreed with me...
I plated some bacteria, washed some test tubes, and left the lab.
I finished my senior year scheduling. I chose the following electives (though I don't know if I will get them all): Equine Lameness, Equine Dentistry, Camelid Medicine & Surgery, Sheep & Goat Medicine & Surgery, and Cattle Production Medicine.
I went out to do stuff with the draft horse (it's great to have a couple very enthusiastic freshmen in the club).
My friend CS (who lives a hop, skip and jump from my Harrisburg house) called me in the morning as I lazed in my bed. She wanted me to go on a walk... so I made myself presentable and was at her place in short order. The weather was blustery and wet and cold, but I didn't mind all that much. We had a good time, as usual.
We are in a sort of three-person weight loss race, which is fantastic. Medical nerds that we are, we measured our blood pressures after the walk and decided to check our resting heart rates the following morning. In theory, the more we exercise the lower out resting HR's should be.
I did a little work-out at the OSU gym, and now my arms are sore.
I headed to my research building, and ran into my advisor who informed me of a birthday party for one of the lab members. I made my appearance at the occasion. Have you ever eaten pumpkin curry soup? They had some there and it was surprisingly palatable. Actually, curry might render cooked and squished spinach edible as well. I'm sort of a fan of the stuff.
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If a human baby was housed in a box with no external stimuli, would he develop a sense of right and wrong? I think he would, in a way, although he probably wouldn't think to treat others in accordance with that sense. How would he get such a sense? Maybe from the absolute physical laws of the universe, maybe from pain sensation, maybe because God would speak to him. Maybe I'm way off... Any thoughts? By the way, this relates to a discussion that occurred at the party.
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My lab is very diverse and the more interesting for it. We've got our political liberals, our middle-of-the-roaders, and our stauch conservatives. We've got our religiously staunch, our religiously neutral, and our religiously antagonistic. We have an Austrian, a Russian, a South African, and a bunch of Americans. Life wouldn't be nearly as interesting if everyone agreed with me...
I plated some bacteria, washed some test tubes, and left the lab.
I finished my senior year scheduling. I chose the following electives (though I don't know if I will get them all): Equine Lameness, Equine Dentistry, Camelid Medicine & Surgery, Sheep & Goat Medicine & Surgery, and Cattle Production Medicine.
I went out to do stuff with the draft horse (it's great to have a couple very enthusiastic freshmen in the club).
posted by Claire at 16:46
1 Comments:
>> ...Equine Lameness,...
I concur. Something really needs to be done about all those losers, whether they're humans or horses.
>> ... and Cattle Production Medicine.
That must be some pretty remarkable medicine.
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