Mating, Not Dating
yayyyy hello world. I got Bad Mike to holler “su-whoop” pretty regularly now because he thinks it’s a call for Bloods… lol I guess he just needs a Bad Mike of his own.
In other notes, the Undergraduate Research Conference was yesterday, on the 15th. I was proud to have presented a poster along with 2 seniors and a junior… and right now I feel like I’m devoting far too much energy to my writing style and syntax - so fuck the readability and let’s just get to what my current purpose is for this depository of thoughts.
Today, current thoughts and ponderings concern the following links and topics:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hebbian_theory Hebbian Theory, which describes a basic mechanism for synaptic plasticity wherein an increase in synaptic efficacy arises from the presynaptic cell’s repeated and persistent stimulation of the postsynaptic cell.
Today I searched parameters such as “metabolism of piracetam”, “mechanisms of learning”, and “oral vs. nasal administration of piracetam”. I’m trying to determine the ideal dosing amount and method. It tastes like shit. Actually, it tastes like a “salt sucralose” - you know how sucralose is supposed to be 600x sweeter than sugar? well this piracetam shit tastes like it’s 600x saltier than salt. and it smells sweet. wtf.
My scale came in today, but I was out hunting for green anoles with funnelman and army from the lab so I wasn’t able to pick it up at the package delivery center… which means I won’t get it til monday. I need to contact shane about the stehlin foundation internship. I also need to whip some serious ass with this damn presentation about organizational analysis regarding our projects for fellows. The professor regards “The A+” as an award given to truly exemplary students - but only. those. who are. *truly*. exemplary. that was his preface for saying “there will be at least, and probably at most, a single A+ in any given class.” we’ll see. they all seem like a bunch of slackers except for a few, but again, these are masters of bullshitting anything, which is why they’re at the top. what a pity. I’m completely out of my league, my specialty, and worst of all, my comfort zone. I need that A+ to curb stomp them all. And most of all, to keep the best of them hungry - because a hungry lion is a fighting lion, and the strongest relationships are formed in times of desperation and trauma.
I also need to conjure up a cool picture of myself to put on the lab website.
I saw the 2009 Sherlock Holmes film and the closing credits sequence reminded me of kyle cooper’s outstanding work in the Spider-Man films, Se7en, Dawn of the Dead, etc. I still wish I could create something like that from a humble blank canvas in after effects.
The sound design was cool too. Nothing brilliantly quirky like Kill Bill, but it got me thinking again about Stormdrum, Danny Elfman, heelga, string arrangement, voices of passion, etc. It seems so easy, but when I face an empty screen… it just becomes so daunting. ugh. I really want to pass up jin.
Sucks for Adam, the whole screwing himself over for med school. Part of me heard that and just put it behind me, but the revolutionist half of me heard it and was reminded of Les Mis. What happens to people like that, people whose dreams are shattered right when they’re looking at their future selves with noses pressed up against the mirror? That feeling can be so painful, having your achievement ripped from the tips of your tongue, just as you were beginning to taste the sweet nectar of accomplishment. It’s like sink or swim, and just when you thought you were done swimming, a rip current throws you back into the ocean.
fuck man, I really want to figure out the biological mechanisms for learning and cognition.
I know I’ll be judged on what I write about, what I say about it, and how I say it, but you know what? fuck it, I can’t win either way. and neither can a self-important judge shit. everybody gets theirs.
I’m still eyeing that toshiba M500 touchscreen laptop with an edge-to-edge display, backlit keyboard, and a 9-cell battery. What I’m really looking for is simply the ideal holy grail tool for interfacing my mental capacity with physical productivity to crank out fruits of labor that are worth being proud of. I wonder if I’ll ever find it. The nature of life in all its malevolence says I never will, but I can always hope. Why does the wang have to be so mean to me on fb. I mean shit dude, not like he has any friends - does he not appreciate it when people write on his wall? even if it’s me? does he hate me? he might. but then again, I’m not the one who tripped him on the fucking playground in 4th grade and left him with a damn scar on his bottom lip that makes it look like he has oral fucking herpes. shit. what an asswipe. no really, I’m not as mean or as angry as I sound.
In fact, that’s something I find contorting my mind over, is the question of why people let emotions control them. then again, a lot of life is emotion, if one speaks with regard to describing things as products of their greatest common factors - whereby emotion, like life and perception and thought and experience, are all likened by physiological signals. It’s so weird how supposedly complex behaviours can be broken down to the simplest of chemicals. Everything is a system with rules and perceives rules - thanks, paul buchheit.
Like a G6 by Far-East Movement feat. The Cataracs and Dev. Thanks, fratmusic.com
major UGH, sean kingston and kanye. sean kingston needs to just burn his fake jamaican ass and plant it on that fucking island since he loves it so much. and kanye, on a lollipop remix? someone get me a trash can because I need to throw up.
Oh but I don’t think I need that “ideal machine” like the toshiba M500 with a touchscreen and all. I don’t think the touchscreen is necessary. hmm I thought that the macbook pro would be gooe *enough*, but I guess I wouldn’t know since I’ve never used the touchscreen in that context. maybe a completely different form factor is necessary. like a tablet. or a slate. I wonder how well (or poorly) the ipad will perform. it sure does seem like a great image reviewer for modeling photoshoots, but the OS is just so inhibiting, like most stupid apple controlware. ugh.
holy shit I thought of a ton of stuff today, but maybe I’ll get back to cataloguing it all.
