Delay

I really am addicted to blogging. Right now, I should be writing up my Microbiology lab report, but am I? (If you have to think about that one, please stay out of my gene pool) I did my two mile for my PE class today - I didn't think it was possible for me to get that red - but then again, I learn something every day. I didn't do as terribly as I had thought - I beat my old time by almost three minutes - but I didn't do great. And to top that off, I am going to feel wonderful in the morning - I can feel the lactic acid working on most of my big muscle groups now - which in addition to my arthritic-feeling knees is going to make me look like a cripple walking to the dining hall for breakfast. Oh well. I got my nutrition log back - I recorded everything I ate for one week - and my professor said that I ate well, but I shouldn't skip so many meals - well, I wouldn't if I could help it. And now, here I sit in my pajamas (I wanted to be comfortable), listening to some Nat King Cole and Bing Crosby, and glancing every now and then at the microbiology lab notebook sprawled open on my bed. Over the course of our semester, all the students in the microbiology labs (i.e. ME) were given an "unknown" to identify using all the tests we learned over the semester. I think I have Proteus vulgaris. But the problem is this: my lab partner thinks she has Proteus vulgaris too. There are few enough unknowns for a repeat or two to be necessary - but in the same partnership? I'm not very concerned - I've aced everthing (not to be boastful) thus far in that class, and I just found out that there is a thirteen point curve on the last exam we took, which puts me in the over 100 range. I'm pretty good at scientific writing - you just say the facts and that's it - so if I misidentify my unknown, it won't be tragic. I hope that doesn't sound too much like hubris! Well, I guess it's time to hop to it.