you would not believe how sick I am of the word 'myocarditis'

Papers and journals and page after page of handwritten notes everywhere - pain developing in my right wrist - fate of hundreds hanging in the balance intense craving for junk food.

Seems like it's going to be a Rodney McKay kind of day.

*levers self off chair*

*winces*

*goes to get more coffee*

ETA: This song is getting a lot of my iTunes time at the moment: Evermore - Running

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All right. Must stay awake for long enough to type up notes from three articles, print three more, and scan a picture of the viral replication cycle in cardiac myocytes.

This calls for blackcurrant tea and some seriously chirpy 80s pop.