I didn't feel like any of the usuals today -- I finally figured out that I wanted steak and salad. Maybe a steak salad. Perusing the Davis Wiki told me that there are precious few steak houses in downtown Davis -- lots of burgers, though. I settled on Cantina Del Cabo, next to Froggy's.
The wiki mentioned it had a weird themeless thing going on, and they were right. The menu was pretty standard American grill lunch stuff -- though the tri-tip came with cornbread, which I thought was odd -- yet they served chips and salsa before the meal. The food itself was passable; the tri-tip was actually individually cooked slices, with far too much seasoning on them, but they weren't overcooked. The fries had breading, so subbing them for the cornbread didn't help much. It wasn't an exorbitant price, either, at $11.50 or so for meal and drink. A bit more than I usually spend on lunch, but not a shock.
The exam was about like I expected -- lots of questions that I found pretty easy after the rigors of PlAnat last quarter, a few things where I referred to my notes to be sure, a few problems where I hope the TA's can figure out what I was trying to say because man, sometimes I just can't manage to write coherently on exams. I was saying something specific, and I hope they can translate it.
The bear was, as I suspected, a pathway question with five mythical genes and a hormone, asking us to figure out how the pathway went. X promotes synthesis of Y, which goes on to inhibit Z... I had to leave it and come back, but I did get what I think was the right answer. Again, my "justification" wasn't entirely coherent, but it's obvious that I did work out all the parts and that I understood what I was doing. I hope.
Today feels lazy to me. Lack of stress does that, I guess, though I'm still feeling its effects with the way my oxygen transport is still acting up. It's getting a little better, so that I don't feel the urge to pant while sitting still, and I suspect it'll ease up more over the weekend.
The weekend is Consonance. I have to figure out whether I want to go down to Milpitas for Friday night -- default is "no", but I have to see whether there's anything that'll change my mind. Kathy has a concert, but I see Kathy often enough that it's not enough by itself. Radio 8-Ball, if it's on this year, might do it.
I bought myself a box of Good&Plenty just now. It's time to reintroduce wheat in a systematic fashion, figure out my tolerance and hopefully train it upward. I went with the G&P because they're small and always the same amount, and because I like licorice and I miss it. (I know, I'm a freak that way.) With an ingredient list of "sugar, high fructose cane syrup, wheat flour, molasses", there is no question that I could eat enough wheat to pass my threshold. I just have to figure out how much. I ate one, and I'll eat another a little later if nothing happens.
I probably ought to make my way over to App of Comp. Not sure whether I missed anything interesting on Tuesday -- I should find a little time to listen to the podcast this weekend. Then I just have to make it through biochem and I'm going home... I don't feel like I have enough energy to stay for dinner, and I want to be hoooooome.
The wiki mentioned it had a weird themeless thing going on, and they were right. The menu was pretty standard American grill lunch stuff -- though the tri-tip came with cornbread, which I thought was odd -- yet they served chips and salsa before the meal. The food itself was passable; the tri-tip was actually individually cooked slices, with far too much seasoning on them, but they weren't overcooked. The fries had breading, so subbing them for the cornbread didn't help much. It wasn't an exorbitant price, either, at $11.50 or so for meal and drink. A bit more than I usually spend on lunch, but not a shock.
The exam was about like I expected -- lots of questions that I found pretty easy after the rigors of PlAnat last quarter, a few things where I referred to my notes to be sure, a few problems where I hope the TA's can figure out what I was trying to say because man, sometimes I just can't manage to write coherently on exams. I was saying something specific, and I hope they can translate it.
The bear was, as I suspected, a pathway question with five mythical genes and a hormone, asking us to figure out how the pathway went. X promotes synthesis of Y, which goes on to inhibit Z... I had to leave it and come back, but I did get what I think was the right answer. Again, my "justification" wasn't entirely coherent, but it's obvious that I did work out all the parts and that I understood what I was doing. I hope.
Today feels lazy to me. Lack of stress does that, I guess, though I'm still feeling its effects with the way my oxygen transport is still acting up. It's getting a little better, so that I don't feel the urge to pant while sitting still, and I suspect it'll ease up more over the weekend.
The weekend is Consonance. I have to figure out whether I want to go down to Milpitas for Friday night -- default is "no", but I have to see whether there's anything that'll change my mind. Kathy has a concert, but I see Kathy often enough that it's not enough by itself. Radio 8-Ball, if it's on this year, might do it.
I bought myself a box of Good&Plenty just now. It's time to reintroduce wheat in a systematic fashion, figure out my tolerance and hopefully train it upward. I went with the G&P because they're small and always the same amount, and because I like licorice and I miss it. (I know, I'm a freak that way.) With an ingredient list of "sugar, high fructose cane syrup, wheat flour, molasses", there is no question that I could eat enough wheat to pass my threshold. I just have to figure out how much. I ate one, and I'll eat another a little later if nothing happens.
I probably ought to make my way over to App of Comp. Not sure whether I missed anything interesting on Tuesday -- I should find a little time to listen to the podcast this weekend. Then I just have to make it through biochem and I'm going home... I don't feel like I have enough energy to stay for dinner, and I want to be hoooooome.