Friday the 13th

We manipulated frog muscles in lab today -- it was pretty cool. They were killed (put to sleep humanely, for all you PETA folks out there) right before we got them, so their reflexes were still functioning. Our frog, we'll call him Fred, was still blinking one of his eyes. Our professor swore to the fact that Fred was dead, even though it looked as if he were watching us cut his leg open. Eww, you say? Naw. It was neat.

Gotta go! Kendra's in town and she just called to have me meet her at Trudy's downtown. :) Friends are good.