A year or so ago, I saw this picture of a bunny wearing a pancake as a hat, and I loved it - so cute and so random:

Anyway, I just read that Oolong, the rabbit, died in January. Awww. RIP Oolong, you and your breakfast-foods-turned-headwear made me smile.

Also, we have a stupid new test policy in my neuro class - it's a whole load of ridiculous and I may gripe about it later, if I'm still feeling annoyed. A blog is a wonderful thing, you know? I can gripe, I can share random information (like the death of a rabbit that you probably didn't know existed anyway), I can post pictures of my internal organs - because it's MY blog. I lurve it. And people read all of this, for some reason. I wonder - why DO y'all read all of this? I mean, I find my life rather mediocre, and I can't imagine that it's entertaining to someone else. Anyway. I would also be interested to know who I know in real life is a reader of my blog. (That sentence seems weird, but I can't figure out how to fix it.)

Okay, that is all.