Friday, February 4, 2011

The pace is taking it's toll. I'm running on fumes already.

'Guns and ducktape, when do we go?'

For biology purposes, I recommend music. It's catchy enough to be easy to be memorized.

Anyways, sleep deprivation does not bode well for my neural cortex. I feel like a corpse.

'He attacked everything in life with a mix of extraordinary genius and naive incompetence, and it was often difficult to tell which was which.' -Douglas Adams

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