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Thursday, June 23, 2005

This has been stuck in my head for a couple of days, for no particular reason:

One more step along the world I go,
One more step along the world I go,
From the old things to the new,
Keep me traveling along with you.
And it's from the old I travel to the new,
Keep me traveling along with you.

The word of the day is 'worried.' I'm worried about my photography class. I need to hand in three more prints, which wouldn't be a problem if I weren't missing two days of class next week to film No Sanctuary; I don't think I have enough film shot, and it always takes me at least one class to make a good print. I'm worried because I have to tell my professor that today, and I'm not sure how he'll react. I'm worried at my desire to take nude shots of myself. I'm worried that I'll forget to tell Angela I have to miss my singing lesson on Monday. I'm worried about No Sanctuary because I don't know my lines and my balisong skills aren't up to scratch. I'm worried about Mum and Dad. I'm worried about Jason. I'm worried that I haven't practiced the cello enough this week. I'm worried about the worry-induced ulcer on my bottom lip. I'm worried about the baggage retrieval system they've got at Heathrow.

But hey, I have new hair! Pictures when I'm not so worried about Photography 101.

  • From this rather fascinating article: One stunning example is a gene variant that makes 1 per cent of Caucasians (and an estimated 10 per cent of Ashkenazi Jews) immune to HIV infection. It blocks receptors on the surface of cells where the AIDS virus would otherwise enter. Scientists suspect the trait was passed down from Europeans who survived medieval smallpox plagues thanks to the same mutation. Ten percent!? Wow. Maybe the Jews really are God's chosen people.

  • Gaping Maw censored.
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