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This semester is going to eat my soul.
Jan. 29th, 2006 09:33 pmNo, it's cool. I don't believe in an afterlife anyway.
Today, I'm attempting to do my reading for my Immunogenetics class. This class utterly terrifies me. I am the only undergrad taking it! I have a my ridiculous crush on the professor! The subject is kind of completely fascinating! I can not live up to my peers!
Mostly, though, I am just not comfortable with the levels of geekitude this class forces me to display. I mean, here is a sentence from my reading, chosen at random: VDJ-C genes were PCR amplified from PBL cDNA by using a 5' primer from a conserved region in the V(H) leader (28) and a 3' primer, Gammapr (5'-GTGTGAATTCAGCAGGGGGGCCACTGGGAA-3'), specific for exon 1 of C-gamma.
Now, I totally appreciate that they published the exact sequence of DNA primer they used, because that is important and I could then compare it to the somatic hypermutant of the same gene, or something. I am not being sarcastic! Which is bad enough! But even worse than my new-found scientific earnestness is the fact that that sentence totally makes sense.
This is what I'm using my brain for, people.
Like, someday, I'm going to look back and say; "Why yes, I did spend my Sundays reading articles with titles like An Immmunomodulatory Molecule of Symbiotic Bacteria Directs Maturation of the Host Immune System, and they were cool and all, but they didn't get into depth about the possibilities of megadose PSA treatments for thymic hyperplasma and that is just not acceptable."
My roommate is studying anthropology, and I tease her about her "soft" science (fuzzy! Like a bunny!), but I've been reading bits of this out loud all day, and I am, for the first time, really hearing how stupid it all sounds. (She gets fuzzy like a bunny, but in my world, rabbits are only as interesting as their intestinal microflora and how that relates to the diversification of their antibody repetoire. As it turns out, rabbits are really interesting.)
Today, I'm attempting to do my reading for my Immunogenetics class. This class utterly terrifies me. I am the only undergrad taking it! I have a my ridiculous crush on the professor! The subject is kind of completely fascinating! I can not live up to my peers!
Mostly, though, I am just not comfortable with the levels of geekitude this class forces me to display. I mean, here is a sentence from my reading, chosen at random: VDJ-C genes were PCR amplified from PBL cDNA by using a 5' primer from a conserved region in the V(H) leader (28) and a 3' primer, Gammapr (5'-GTGTGAATTCAGCAGGGGGGCCACTGGGAA-3'), specific for exon 1 of C-gamma.
Now, I totally appreciate that they published the exact sequence of DNA primer they used, because that is important and I could then compare it to the somatic hypermutant of the same gene, or something. I am not being sarcastic! Which is bad enough! But even worse than my new-found scientific earnestness is the fact that that sentence totally makes sense.
This is what I'm using my brain for, people.
Like, someday, I'm going to look back and say; "Why yes, I did spend my Sundays reading articles with titles like An Immmunomodulatory Molecule of Symbiotic Bacteria Directs Maturation of the Host Immune System, and they were cool and all, but they didn't get into depth about the possibilities of megadose PSA treatments for thymic hyperplasma and that is just not acceptable."
My roommate is studying anthropology, and I tease her about her "soft" science (fuzzy! Like a bunny!), but I've been reading bits of this out loud all day, and I am, for the first time, really hearing how stupid it all sounds. (She gets fuzzy like a bunny, but in my world, rabbits are only as interesting as their intestinal microflora and how that relates to the diversification of their antibody repetoire. As it turns out, rabbits are really interesting.)
