NANA is uploading CIP article into yahoogroups. said CIP article loading is not something the faint-hearted should attempt.

haha.

*no energy for deranged laughter* anyway. deranged nowadays conjures up mental images of fluxes from a set point norm for extracellular fluids. aaargh. cappucino lecturer's gotten into my head and resided in my frontal cortex like an insidiously chipping woodpecker. quite an apt mental image, now that i think about it - my brain is composed of matter just about as dense as cheapo wood and has about as many neurones as your average coffee table (none).

you know, it's rather disturbing that i still can't figure out how it is that when there is hyperkalemia, there's acidosis. ok so there's high potassium. say someone eats a steak, has orange juice, and eats that sicko durian-banana-split monstrosity as afters. so WHAM huge load of potty into the GIT, unregulated intake. minus minor GIT secretions, massive potty load goes to the ECF. in regular cells, insulin promotes potty intake. so that's fine. extra potty goes to the kidneys. in the renal tissues, high potty facilitates tubular lumenal movement. which is in antonym-mic movement with hpluses. so potty goes to the lumen as secretions and hpluses go to interstitium and into capillaries. so there's an acid tide? eh why does it make sense here. no no no... erpz. i need to read that again and summarize the whole glorified blood vessel thing.

sigh. complicate your life by entering the wonderful bloody (i'm not swearing) world of kidneys.

need my sleep. family's watching nacho libre outside, CIP article refuses to load, and i've run out of inane potty assertions in physiological disturbances.

oh btw. photowhoring is supposedly this trend, cos one of my friends suggested putting my photo online would suddenly propel me to stardom like xiaxue. well i have no idea how this is supposed to help me to avoid social-pariah-dom (i think it'd probably backfire and work in the exact opposite way of the desired effect) but here goes nothing, just for those kind souls who read my blog and haven't met me since like, T-Rex last asked Bronchosaurus if he wanted to try the new vagetarian food place around the corner.

well nothing appeared. sigh. sucks, too. haha. today's my whiny day.