Thursday, October 2, 2008

A Theological Discussion

In one of my courses today, "Issues in Public Health Genetics," we had a guest lecturer (SBK-F) discuss the theological issues concerning public health genetics, or what are theological issues in general. Apparently, there's such a thing as a Doctorate in Ministry in Spirituality. Her discussion today was so inspirational that I thought to discuss it here.

First a few disclaimers. I apologize for writing her words in any way less precise than she had described them herself to us. I'm going off the imperfection of human memory (and her PowerPoint slides), so pardon my distilled and potentially diluted words. This following will be long, so be patient if you're going to read it all. Also, no attacking me!! Lastly, keep an open mind.
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SBK-F puts forth an idea called soulful reasoning. It is a means through which we take a step back and look at the whole human being. It is a holistic approach that posits that we are all more than the sum of our parts, that we can sense something beyond what is tangible to our five senses. Soulful reasoning is also a means to connect spirituality and science as partners.

What is meant by spirituality? And what is meant by religion? The two are not synonymous though they are intimately linked such that it's difficult to separate them. Spirituality is the "beyond," the "more than" that we sense beyond our five senses. Different cultures give it different names. Religion is the means through which different groups of people understand and connect to spirituality, ultimately how we manifest spirituality.

SBK-F present this quote (from who I forget) that goes something like this: "There is a realm for which there are no words. There is then a realm for which there are no words yet we grasp for words. And then there's the realm for which there are no words and yet we settle on words because we need words." Spirituality is like that first realm, a place for which we have no words. Religion is like the last two realms, a place where though we may not have the words, we give it words because we need them.

What is faith and what is ideology? Both are meaning systems and must be developmental, dynamic, and always growing and essentially alive. Neither can become static or else they hazard becoming too rigid and ultimately obsolete. Faith deals with the final or ultimate questions, seeking understanding of the unknowable. Ideology is the practical means through which faith may be executed. Religions all contain both the elements of faith and ideology. The fundamental danger of both faith and ideology is to avoid dualism. Dualistic thought is where things are clearly divided into discrete categories. For example, good and bad, right and wrong. Both faith and ideology need shades of gray in which to operate. There cannot be only good or bad, only right or wrong.

Values are a set of principles, standards, or qualities considered worthwhile or desireable. They may be things, ideas or people that are important to us and give our lives meaning. They help us make decisions and choose paths in life, shaping our behavior and defining who we are. The stronger the value is to us, the less willing we are to change or compromise them - this in itself is dangerous. There are many different "kinds" of values ranging from personal to religious to institutional to societal to cultural to work. In many cases values may overlap in several categories. Core values are the set of values that we stand for, are the most important, and that we encourage.

Moral values (or simply morals) are the standards of good and bad that govern an individual's behavior and choices. An individual's morals may be derived from society, government, religion, or from oneself. A "set of morals" as a whole are not derived from a single source (such as society or religion) though "individual morals" may be derived from a particular source. Morals are a source of great power but also of great danger. Morals present the pitfall of becoming dualistic, of saying with "certainty" what is right or wrong, what is good or bad. We need to always be aware that there are gray spots that morals operate in.

When moral values are derived from society and government they will change as laws and the social mores change. An example given was impact of law changes on the moral values between marriage and "living together." Several decades ago it would've been appalling for people to simply "live together" without getting married. Today there are options and people are freer to choose. Morals derived from oneself is shaped by our experiences from childhood to adulthood and help us determine what's acceptable and what's forbidden, kind or cruel, generous or selfish. Going against these morals tends to elicit guilt. Lastly, most religions have built-in lists of morals that individuals of that religion follow. For example, the Ten Commandments, the Golden Rule, the Five Pillars of Islam, the Five Precepts of Buddhism, the Ten Dharma Embodiments of Hinduism.

Spiritual values and religious values are often used interchangeably though they may be used to distinguish between human values and doctrinal beliefs that become expressed as values. The two are not necessarily the same but often share a lot of overlap.

The following is what leads me to believe in the "more than" which has been called Enlightenment, the Oneness of the Tao, the Divine, Heaven, etc.

There are five human values that are found across ALL spiritual traditions: truth, righteousness, love, peace, and non-violence. Furthermore, there are very similar religious values that seem to apply to a universal ethic of human respect and dignity. (The following are copied from her PowerPoint slides, so I don't know for sure if they're quoted exactly from the sources.)

Buddhism: Hurt not others in ways that you yourself would find hurtful (Udana-Varga 5:18).

Confucianism: Surely it is the maxim of loving-kindness: Do not do unto others what you would have them do unto you (Analects 15:23).

Taoism: Regard your neighbor's gain as your own gain and your neighbor's loss as your own loss (T'al Shang Kan Yin Pien).

Judaism: What is hateful to you, do not do to your fellow human. That is the entire law; all the rest is commentary (Talmud, Shabbat 31a).

Christianity: In everything do to others as you would have them do to you; for this is the law and the prophets (Matthew 7:12).

Islam: No one of you is a believer until he desires for his brother that which he desires for himself (Qu'ran, Sunnah).
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So what are some "take away messages" from the discourse presented by SBK-F through me? What I got out of it is that it's dangerous to hold onto a value or moral in a very tight grip. If one holds on to it too tightly, they lose sight of its source, they lose sight that there may be alternatives that are just as good. We all operate in the gray area between two extremes and that if we were to ever eliminate this gray area, conflict results. Because if one person believes he/she is right "beyond any doubt," does that mean necessarily that everyone else is wrong? Also, morals (and by extension morality) does not solely stem from religion. It does, in part, but not entirely. Like many things in life, morals are complicated and are derived and synthesized from many influences, whether we recognize it or not.

Also the most powerful message is that, regardless of religion or non-religion, everyone seems to share the same basic spiritual and human values. SBK-F had us do an exercise in class where she dictated to us the public health values and assigned each group of three a set of personal values and a set of institutional/work values. And we had to come up with 2-3 spiritual values to reconcile or appeal to those disparate values. The most interesting thing is that everyone ended up choosing very similar spiritual values (sometimes with different terms, like charity and compassion, but ultimately similar) but used them in different ways to deal with the very different value systems laid before us.

So that which unites us, all of us - whether or not we're religious, whether or not we believe we're spiritual, whether or not we share the same values and/or morals - is somehow something fundamental to everyone. It is something "more than," something greater and beyond us, something we can't sense with our five senses and yet know is there, whether we recognize it or not.

Sunday, September 28, 2008

Apparently Not Quite Over

It's been an interesting weekend, and now that I realize I have an exam in 1.5 weeks, I'm going to go into hyper-studying mode this week.

Anyway, on Saturday SR-F and I went to see RZ-F, who with her parents was staying at her cousin's house about 40-45 minutes away from campus in another city. RZ-F's old roommate, CM-F, also came by to visit. RZ-F's in med school at Case Western whereas CM-F's in med school here (not telling where here is XP). Much of the conversation was RZ-F and CM-F comparing med schools and complaining how they're just dying. Well, I contend it's entirely their fault. RZ-F decided to do a Master's in Anatomy on top of med school, adding like 12 hours of classes a week on top of it all. And CM-F is training to run a 26.6-mi marathon in October.

We went to Olive Garden for lunch. I got so full that I didn't finish my meal and had it boxed to go. That ended up being my only meal of the day because I was so full. Afterwards we had the brilliant idea to go to Coldstone Creamery for ice cream. No, not a wise decision. I swear my stomach's still bloated and overly large from Saturday lunch. But at least the conversation was interesting, again medical stuff (hey, what else would 2 med students, 1 public health student/future med student, and 1 pharmacy student talk about?).

Oh, and RZ-F loved my head massage present, haha. It needs a bit of loosing up from being in the box, but when it is, I'm sure it'll get quite a bit of usage. RZ-F commented how it looked like I had lost weight (no, actually I had been in the same 5-lbs range for about a year now). It must've been my new jeans - they fit a bit closer. Interestingly, the jeans are a bit loose about the waist yet hug my thighs a bit; I must have overly muscular thighs from running or something, sigh. Anyway, it seems RZ-F's parents ask about me sometimes. Why, I have no idea. Last time I met them, I was nice, but I didn't give the "proper greeting" as it was at graduation and the whole day was a whirlwind. You know, the whole, "阿姨好" (translating roughly to "Hi Auntie"). Forgot to say that, and I thought they'd think I was some terribly rude child whose parents didn't bring him up with proper manners. It seems that wasn't the case, as they actually thought I was really nice because talked to them in Chinese at all. But! This time I was all polite and proper, haha. At least to her mom, as her dad stood far off washing the car.

So as we were parting ways, I realized I haven't quite gotten over her. A good part of me still wonders the "what if's" if we had pursued a relationship. It hurts a little that she's pining away at some guy in China who she doesn't know that well, while in med school, dying under her inane courseload. At least she gave me a mooncake for the much belated Mid-Autumn Moon Festival like, 2 weeks ago.

So I spent most of Sunday at the library with AG-F. She was dying of a cold, the second one she's gotten in a week and a half. Poor AG-F. :( She sits there with her accusatory eyes wondering why I haven't gotten sick yet in all this time. I feel like her stress is partly self-imposed in that she tends to stress out about her courses a lot more than she needs to. She always does well anyway. SR-F and I have had to drag her away from her homework and lab to hang out just once a week, and take her mind off academics. She needs to get drunk or something.

After I left her at the computer lab, I was walking to the bus stop to get back to my apartment. On the way I encountered ES-M! It's been a while since I've mentioned him on this blog, but he was the Chinese Malaysian I had a crush on all of last year. It seems (yup, you got it) I'm apparently not quite over him either. He was walking with his friend, Tina (don't know her last name, so not going to code her name here :P). I suspect they might be boyfriend/girlfriend but I'm not sure. All I know is I felt a tiny twitch of jealousy. Well, Tina's nice and they'd be a nice fit if they were boyfriend/girlfriend. They have the same matching happy-go-lucky/bordering on bubbly personalities. It was good to see him. He still owes me a lunch date.

Damn. ::pines::

Friday, September 26, 2008

A Day in the Life of Me

I had such an amusing day. Well, I consider it amusing, I can't say for anyone else.

First a little snippet about yesterday. A PhD, MPH guy came to speak on the topic of epigenetics in my toxicology class (aka, anti-pharmacy). He was hot! He was tall, lean but muscular, had a rugged beard and voice, and was only wearing a shirt and jeans. He looked to be in his late-20s or early-30s at most. The podium was in my way from visually undressing him. XD

Now, today. I didn't have class today and when I woke up, I just did not want to go to the School of Public Health (SPH). Several of us were getting together to check our genetics homework around 1pm. Well, I got to SPH around 11:15am, so I decided to go to the gym. Going to the gym in the middle of the day is strategically brilliant, as it's rather empty and you don't have to feel super-embarassed when lifting weights. However, it also makes me hate my body. :(

You see, all the old men and women exercise in the middle of the day. And today I was running on the track behind two girls. I see an old man, probably in his 60s, stretching for a run too and I think he'll go at his nice leisurely old man pace. I pass the girl in front of me then suddenly the old man passes both us! And after I finished my 1 mile on the track, he was still going!! So not only did this elderly guy pass me, he ran more than me too! And in the weight room, there were some buff old men on the machines. Even the old ladies seemed fitter than me.

There's just something wrong with me, in my early-20s still, theoretically in the prime of my life, being out-gymed by people in their 50s+. Also, the locker room is NOT a pleasant sight. So many old men who don't make proper use of the towel. >.<

Well, anyway, I go to SPH and go through the genetics homework. Then I plop down and begin to finish my last online training module. Soon BA-M, a 2nd-year in a couple of my classes, comes by and tells us there's free food. The girl I was sitting across from and I quickly pack up our laptops, walk over to the other 2 girls we were checking homework with, and said "Free food downstairs." The speed at which binders and backpacks closed was unprecedented. We were downstairs next to the food within a minute. It was good food too!! Left over form some seminar. I feel that, as grad students, we develop some 6th sense about free food and we hunt down the free food all too readily.

After I had finished my work, I went to a store to find a present for my friend, RZ-F, who will be visiting tomorrow (and her birthday's on Monday). I didn't know what to get, but then I saw the head massager!! It was great, I surprised my friend SR-F with it. If you've never tried one of these things, you must, it's great. People's reactions to it the first time are hilarious. As my friend, JW-M, described to me, "It's like a sex for your head. It feels like your head's kind of having an orgasm." Well, something like that, but that's what my brain heard.

Later in the evening, SR-F, AG-F, and I watched the new episodes of Heroes. That show's getting a bit too weird . . . I'm not sure if I'm going to keep watching. Anyway, we decided to go to Buffalo Wild Wings afterwards because AG-F really wanted something spicy. On the way, we were talking about lab and such. In particular, how grad students all laugh when a professor says he/she has "an army of undergrads." Haha, oh to be an undergrad minion/peon/slave.

It seems my old researcher has a new undergrad working for her now. At one point, she had 3 working under her including me. She has had the most undergrads out of anyone in my former lab. So she really had an army of undergrads to do her bidding. Man, now I want my own undergrad minion/peon/slave. Just one! I should get a research position first though . . . which I'll have once the administrative dust clears!! One day, when I become an attending, I'll have my army of residents and med students. Oh, that'll be fun. And my pharmacy friend, SR-F, will have her own army of residents and pharmacy students. :P

So yeah, that was pretty much my day. I just love having amusing conversations with my friends, who're all in grad school, as we reminisce about undergrad and wanting undergrad minions/peons/slaves of our own some day.

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A while ago, Hypnos sent me a song called Heria Psila (Hands High) by Mixalis Xatzigiannis. It's a Greek song that's been stuck in my head on and off. A little while back I decided to see if I could find a music video on YouTube. And I did, and this Greek is HOT!! :D

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Holy Fudge Monkeys!

"Holy fudge monkeys" was a term I used to use instead of phrases like, "Oh shit," or "Fuck," or "God damn it." I kind of stopped using it by the end of my freshman year at university here. Anyway . . . I hope you get the jist of what that term means.

I had a revelation today. I will not be an epidemiologist. Along that line of thought, I will almost certainly not finish my MPH in Hospital & Molecular Epidemiology. When I go to med school next year, that's it, no turning back. I realize that epidemiology is far more impersonal and statistical than I had thought. Practically everything is on the population scale (obviously enough) but I would find myself craving that personal interaction with someone - the kind of interaction where you know you have influenced someone's life or made someone's life better (that's the ideal anyway). Also, I don't much like statistics. At all. I mean, the formulaic terms like "risk/incidence proportion" and "incidence rate" are easy enough to calculate, but practically, what does it all mean? It's somehow slipped by me. And what's with this concept of "person-time" with calculations? That's just so weird to me.

I also realized that I made a good call not to go into the Toxicology program at the School of Public Health here. While I like my toxicology course so far, what we went over today made me wince a little inside. We were doing "biotransformations." Yeah, that blank stare is the same thing I gave about 24 hours ago. In a nutshell, biotransformation is the metabolization of a drug/toxin into a less toxic form so it can be excreted from the body safely. In any case, it brought me way back to orgo, and those were dark days for me.

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But, I did learn something interesting from biotransformations, haha. There's this compound called "trimethyl amine" that's found in choline, which is in a lot of foods from vegetables to fish. Your body normally metabolizes it into its oxide form to be excreted. But in people who can't metabolize this substance, they end up smelling like dead fish all the time.

Interestingly, the ability to metabolize this temporarily turns off in some people during puberty, or when they exercise too much, or when they eat too much of a particular kind of food. Man, it would really suck to smell like dead fish all day.
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And here's the real "Holy frudge monkeys" part of my day. I picked up the GSI (graduate student instructor, many places call them TAs) application form from the Biology Program office today. And then it hit me . . . next semester I'd potentially be taking up to 18 credits of courses, have at least 10 hours/week of research, and then GSI for up to 20 hours/week. That's about 18 hours/week in class and up to 30 hours/week working. I'm going to die. T.T

But it's worth it. A GSI position would get me free tuition for the semester and an $8000 stipend for the semester. I've narrowed my choices down to 4 courses that I may want to GSI for: Bio 118 (Biology of AIDS), Bio 207 (Microbiology), Bio 226 (Animal Physiology Lab), or Bio 305 (Genetics). I'm kind of obligated to apply for the Bio 305 position because that class has traditionally had bad GSIs, and I kind of told one of the professors who'll be writing me a letter of recommendation that I'd certainly choose that class as a possibility (and I'd be kick ass at GSI-ing for that class). I'm also somewhat obligated to try for Bio 226 because my friend is a GSI for that lab this semester and she really wants me to GSI with her next semester.

There are pros and cons to lab and non-lab courses. Lab courses are great because they almost always end early, but you still get paid for the whole time. So I'd be working well below 20 hours/week and still get paid for all that time. As long as the undergrads aren't inept it'll all be fine. But I swear, if someone spills 100% ethanol and lights him/herself on fire, or licks a plate, or drops a rat, I will raise hell. Non-lab courses allow me to have more interaction with the people I'd be teaching in discussions. I could see how they're doing, get a good idea of where they're are, what level of understanding they have, etc. But, I'd likely work that 20 hours/week, which I'm hesitant about (as I'm going to die of exhaustion next semester anyway).

Now, I just have to make sure none of the EEB/MCDB PhD students take up all the GSI slots. I'll arm-wrestle them for the position. XD

Wednesday, September 24, 2008

0.01%

I really like my public health genetics course. I can't express how much appreciation for life I get from understanding genetics and its implications. Now, I know that for many people their eyes have already glazed over by this sentence, but please bear with me. If you remember nothing else about genetics, remember the number 0.01%. If you want to know why, keep reading.

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We are all the same
The human genome is ~3 billion base-pairs large. And that's only one set of chromosomes, really our genome is ~6 billion base-pairs because everyone has a pair of chromosomes (one from dad and one from mom). And that's ~6 billion pairs of the 4 "letters" of the genetic code: A, T, C, and G. Our entire make-up is 4 letters repeated in different combinations.

And the vast majority of our genome is the same amongst each other. In fact, 99.9% of our genome is identical: I have the same As, Ts, Cs, and Gs in exactly the same combination and in exactly the same spot in my genome as the you reading this for 99.9% of my DNA make-up.

An interesting extension of this is that the concept of "race" is artificial. There is more genetic diversity "within a race" than genetic differences "between races." And all the genetic differences between races can be eliminated after a single generation of completely random mating. So while true equality (at least genetically) is impossible for us, if we all have sex at random with any person in the entire world, our children's genomes would largely be free of any differences attributed to race. In other words, the increased incidence of sickle-cell anemia in Africans, cystic fibrosis in Europeans, and lack of alcohol dehydrogenase in Asians (the reason why Asians get drunk so easily), would no longer be coupled with the respective races. It would be distributed more or less evenly amongst everyone.

We are all different
Despite the fact that we all are 99.9% identical, we are also 0.01% different. That doesn't seem like much, but 0.01% of ~3 billion is ~30 million. So what makes me different from you is ~30 million As, Ts, Cs, and Gs. Of these ~30 million differences, about 100 are uniquely mine that will never be seen on the face of the Earth again. And you can bet you have about 100 mutations (simply put, a change in DNA sequence between yours and the person next to you) that is uniquely yours that'll never be seen again either.

And all of our DNA contains relics of our past. With this tiny percentage, with just 0.01%, we can trace back our ancestry for many generations. We are all a mosaic of everyone who has lived before us, we carry within us the DNA that someone had long ago. In a sense, within this 0.01%, we are not really one single person, but rather a collection of thousands that have combined to form a life that's uniquely us.

Also, it's mind-blowing to think that 0.01% of our genome is potentially the cause of so many good and bad things. And all the discrimination, all the hate, all the differences we see in each other, accounts for so little of who we all actually are. If only we could learn to love the other 99.9% . . .

Against genetic determinism
There's this notion that because something is genetic then it's certain. A deterministic view of genetics. There used to be this concept of a "one gene, one disease" model (or OGOD model). In reality, a relatively small proportion of things are strictly determined by genetics alone. Even in embryonic development, the environment in the womb and the mother's diet can have an effect on the outcome of the infant.

And as we age, less and less of what happens to us is a strictly genetic. We may have a gene that predisposes, or increases our risk, of getting a particular disease. But as long as that gene isn't activated or turned on, then it doesn't even really matter. Most of the time it's our external environment - whether we eat healthily, whether we exercise, whether we smoke or not - that acts as the trigger for these genes.

Sometimes, even if a particular gene is activated, it can still be counteracted. Say, even if I have a gene that makes me more likely to be overweight, if I eat right and exercise enough, it won't matter. It just makes it that much harder for me to keep the weight off than it is for someone else, that's all. (Yeah, sounds nice and all but it's still more effort for me.)

In many respects our DNA is indeed a blueprint. But for the rest, it's more of a guideline that we have a fair degree of control over through our own choices and actions.
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Monday, September 22, 2008

Son of a Bitch

So this is a rant against the order of things.

1. I go to re-register to vote near my current apartment. I got my voter registration card in the mail on Saturday. I look at it and get instantly peeved because one, I don't know where I'm supposed to go and it's not within walking distance, and two, they spelled my middle name wrong. My middle name on my driver's license is "QI-BANG," but they spelled it as "QIBANK." Interestingly, this caused me to be registered to vote in 2 locations - my home city and my campus residence. I sent an address/name change form in the mail today to have my voter registration be my home city, and then I'll just do absentee. The State is rather inept for some reason.

2. I'm finally FEMA certified (I'm required for certain volunteer things). Okay, I'm not 100% FEMA certified, as I only needed to do 3 of their online training modules. But they each take like 3 hours to complete! Good thing I was able to skim and get them done in about 1.5 hours each, haha. Still, what a waste of my weekend. After doing those training modules, I now know how ridiculously convoluted FEMA is and I can easily see why it wasn't so great during Hurricane Katrina.

3. Today I got my internet bill from Comcast. On there they charged me last month's bill and this coming month's bill in the balance. I go to check my checkbook. Yes, they did cash my check for last month's bill. This means they clearly erred and they'll get a very annoyed call from me tomorrow. I tried calling today, but their phone lines were jammed and they hung up on me after I'd been put on hold for like 3 minutes. Comcast hung on me?! Ugh, there's something wrong with that.

End rants.
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Oh! I got another boring guest lecturer in pathophysiology. Today was the pulmonary system. Not the most exciting system as it's largely physics that governs its function. Really, there aren't many parts to the lungs and breathing. However, in between sleeping periods, I did learn some interesting things.

For example, why cigarette smoking is mechanistically bad for your lungs. The actual cigarette smoke irritates the goblet cells in the lower respiratory tract. These goblet cells make mucus so all the dirt that gets that far into the lungs gets stuck in it. The smoke causes over-production of mucus. Also the toxicants (not to be confused with toxins) in cigarette smoke paralyzes the ciliate cells. These cells normally beat their cilia in sync with each other, moving the mucus up and out of the lungs where you'd normally swallow it. But the cigarette toxicants paralyze these cells for up to 24 hours, so the over-produced blobs of mucus just sit there in your inner lungs. This is why a lot of smokers cough and hack.

Another thing is why fat/obese people have problems breathing. Apparently, the fat creates a kind of "belt" around the lungs and pushes on the diaphragm. So one can't expand his/her lungs as much, and the diaphragm can't move up and down as far, leading to smaller and shallower breathes. Also, there's a special condition where as a result, one can become partially hypoxic (don't get enough oxygen) all the time and will thus be tired all the time.

Yeah, I know I find such things fascinating. And that's why I'm going to med school next year. :D
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I know I keep diverging and dragging this post out longer, but seriously, the following song has been stuck in my head for days. Can you imagine doing your epidemiology homework and FEMA training while this song is on endless loop in your head?

女子十二乐坊 (12 Girls' Band)


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Last thing, I swear. So I've been rather slow on reading blogs that I've bookmarked of late. I promise I'll to all of them, so I might be adding your blog to my blog roll any day (or week) now. If your blog is rather long, it might be a while. Tonight, I add this blog to my blog roll:

Jason's Randomness

It's a good blog! Go over, read, and say "Hi!"
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Friday, September 19, 2008

Progression

A few days ago my friend, JR-M, asked me for a picture of myself to include in the inside cover to the soundtrack of his movie, "Lord Save Our Souls." Our mutual friend, CM-M, composed the music and played the piano part whereas I played the cello part. There was also a viola and voice part. If/when I figure out how to post music, then I'll post a clip or two. It's really good! Anyway, I'm digressing.

So I took a few pics of my head (which is harder to do than it may seem, or I'm just that uncoordinated). I was bored, so I took multiple silly pics of my face. It turned out that JR-M found a better of pic of me on Facebook that suited the CD cover. Ah well. So I just cropped out my eyes and eyebrows below to create something I'll call, "Progression."

So there you have my incredibly average Asian eyes. I do like my eyebrows, however.

And just for kicks, I took pictures of my table, following in the footsteps of the ever-cool gay+teen+sydney and David.
You will notice that this is, indeed, a table and not a desk. A fold-up table at that! In the first pic, you'll see my philodendron plant, office supplies (hole puncher, stapler, staple remover, white-out tape) next to it, 2 trays with my bills and forms, a water bottle conveniently in front of the rag i use for certain "activities," an epidemiology paper that I printed 4 pages/side (400 printing pages/semester is NOT enough in grad school), and my laptop. Notice that it's NOT a Mac. In the second picture, you'll see my laptop (again), Kleenex behind the laptop, my alarm clock, a desk light, folders, empty water bottles, and cups of pencils, pens, and highlighters.