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Gmail is screwing with me, lately. I keep getting things days late, or things from people I don't even know. For example: I got this really horribly written Nick/Greg fic slashy thing from someone I don't even know, refreshed the page in a fit of disgust, and when my computer was done... it was gone. So it's sort of like the Bermuda Triangle of email accounts.
So, I was reading this month's copy of National Geographic today during sixth period, and there's this great article on the chemistry of love/lust and what might cause it. It mentions obsessive-compulsives and seratonin levels and the upshot is that it implies that people with OCD don't feel as much affection for others as other human beings might because of their inherent lack of seratonin. It's all very interesting, and it possibly explains quite a bit.
Also, I drove for the first time ever today (bit late in life, but whatever), and I definitely less than three it.
I must now go write a Shakespearean sonnet on love (ugh), an essay, and complete two worksheets on karyotyping and genetic disorders. Also, ten pages of mathiness. Joy to the world.
So, I was reading this month's copy of National Geographic today during sixth period, and there's this great article on the chemistry of love/lust and what might cause it. It mentions obsessive-compulsives and seratonin levels and the upshot is that it implies that people with OCD don't feel as much affection for others as other human beings might because of their inherent lack of seratonin. It's all very interesting, and it possibly explains quite a bit.
Also, I drove for the first time ever today (bit late in life, but whatever), and I definitely less than three it.
I must now go write a Shakespearean sonnet on love (ugh), an essay, and complete two worksheets on karyotyping and genetic disorders. Also, ten pages of mathiness. Joy to the world.