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I keep meaning to write more often, about all the things which circulate in my head and occasionally poke me and ask to get out. I like writing, and in my classes I don't get to do it so much (damn you, science major), so I miss it. Also, I have things to say, except when I forget. And I have the attention span of a rather confused gnat at the moment. (Gotta do this gotta do that gotta sign that form do that homework get those groceries drop off that form--so much!)

Unfortunately I've also been working (best job ever, incidentally) and taking classes and haven't had so much free time, so... yeah. I got my own project at work, though. Now I have to google Drosophila courtship and watch the results. I've been too scared to do that yet. It seems like the kind of Google that could result in Bad Things.

It's kind of weird to be asexual and to spend an hour watching three pairs of flies attempting to mate. Next week, when we really start and I don't have to collect virgin flies anymore, is going to be interesting.