Piles of thesis, thesis for me.

So today I dug out my inches of literature that I've collected over the years. Here's a picture of the pile. It has to do with enthapies, entropies, self-syngeneic complexes, conserved interactions, biophysical correlations to immunological outputs, and a whole bunch of other stuff that would make Winnie the Pooh say, 'oh bother'. Actually I don't know why I just thought of that but I just did. It must be the ten hours of typing talking. Anyway, here is an excerpt of what I wrote today: "By analyzing these structures as a whole, it was hoped that either buried surface area or number of receptor-ligand contacts would correlate with either biological output (antagonist v. agonist) or at least affinity (Kd). Unfortunately, this has turned out to not be the case." Here's another excerpt: "Within this context, the paradoxical nature of the TCR is becoming clear. Unfortunately this is totally untrue. We still have no idea how these things work. What a horribly crappy thesis project. Garbaggio!" I thought that I had come up with a new word for lame, but sadly no. Garbaggio is already in the urban dictionary. Does that mean I'm culturally hip and relevant instead? Probably not. Maybe if I multislack better. Look at those dark circles under my eyes! I'm wasting away! Or, I'm sleepy. Or, the lighting is no bueno in the library.