dinner was a slop of vaguely mexican ingredients that i threw together and called a casserole. am eating quite poorly, and a lot of cheese, but still running 12-15 miles a week so maybe that's a wash.
note to self. less:
1. blogging
2. instant messenger
3. fretting
4. sporcle
5. outright panic
more:
1. discipline
2. hours in lab
3. coffee
4. reminders of horrible terrible awful consequences of not meeting expectations of self friends mentors colleagues any omniscient being that may exist
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