You see. There’s this girl.
Happy
Hi,
Rory checking in after a nice long break. I went on a journey if you recall. I made stops back in to check on myself and everyone. I want to let you know that I have returned successful from my endeavor!
I battled a great many demons on this trip and I challenged them all to keep me down, but none of them could.
I have risen up to surmount my greatest fears.
I, Rory Anthony D’Alessandro, have returned happier than i have ever been.
I am once again one with myself and the universe.
Rory D’Alessandro: Happy again. Welcome back.
Facebook woes
When facebook doesn’t work then i must express myself via a tumblr post.
All i will say is that i don’t understand anything right now.
Help me.
I’m drowing in my own thoughts.
What did I do.
Where did i go wrong.
Help. I need somebody.
Help. Not just anybody.
Help. I need someone.
Help.
ugh.
You slam your hand in a door, and the experience becomes etched into your brain. You carry a memory of the swinging panel, the sound as it crushes your flesh and the shooting pain as your skin gives way. Your body remembers it too. For days afterwards, the neurons in your spine carry pain signals more easily from your hand to your brain. As a result, your hand feels more sensitive, and even the lightest touch will trigger an unpleasant reaction. It’s as if your spine carries a memory for pain.
This is more than a metaphor. Two groups of scientists have found that one special molecule underlies both processes. It helps to store memories in our brains, and it sensitises neurons in our spines after a painful experience. It’s a protein called PKMzeta. It’s the engine of memory.
Original paper here.
