Mac the Nife, I'm convinced the brain is wired somehow to make us feel good after we learn something.*

I’m convinced the brain is wired somehow to make us feel good after we learn something.*

That is, if my recent experiences with calculus and chemistry are anything to go by.

*And I don’t mean just taking in information, but actually processing it, analyzing and synthesizing and internalizing, and understanding it.

You can call me McKay. Or not. Whatever.

I’m a child of the American Midwest, currently going to school in northeast Indiana. I'm studying biology with an eye toward botany in the future. I might also throw some chemistry in there at some point, just for fun, who knows.

I wish I knew exactly where I wanted to live.

If I ever own my own house, one of my first purchases will be a pool table. This takes precedence over things like chairs and beds and regular tables. And I don't even play pool that much.

One day I shall have two cats and I shall name them Gypsy and Torgo. Any further cats I acquire shall also have names related to MST3K. It is written. In the book of stuff.

Goofily pretentious and philosophical and alternately laid-back and uptight, that's me. At least I think it is.

Actually, I don't really know anything about myself. I'm too subjective about that...subject. What do you think?