Speaking of cupcakes... I went to the doctor to see if we could figure out why I had so many episodes of diarrhea and vomiting last semester. She had me collect a stool sample, which I at last was able to successfully complete tonight. It's rather fascinating to dig out pieces of my poop to put into little containers. In a, you know, disgusting kind of way. And then I got to seal the containers in plastic Ziploc bags that had orange warning signs and BIOHAZARD written on them. It tickles me that I regularly emit biohazards into the world.