Morning has brooooken....

Genetics exam. Sucked. But that's okay. I'm pretty sure I did plenty well. I just don't see the reason to need to know all of the fardling genes that relate to syndromes that all mean "oh, shit, your kid's toast at birth." Eh? On a brighter note: here's a picture of a little girl with Williams Syndrome, which in some theories is the origin of the legends about pixies. They're very musically inclined, even if they're mentally retarded. And a rainbow picture of a spectral karyotype which is just fardling beautiful. Off to my preceptor's, to see if he'll feed me today.