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I like nonsense; it wakes up the brain cells. - Dr. Seuss. Thursday, August 6, 2009. I know my calculusssss. So I may have accidentally stopped posting for, oh, 3 months. Ive been off doing a lot of calculus. And training for a marathon. Good times, I know. Fortunately, it turns out the former is really great for your brain! As for the latter, the jury is out. Basic math fact r. At first I figured - exercise, its great for the body AND the brain, right? Then I read this summary. And it seems the more .

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I like nonsense; it wakes up the brain cells. - Dr. Seuss. Thursday, August 6, 2009. I know my calculusssss. So I may have accidentally stopped posting for, oh, 3 months. Ive been off doing a lot of calculus. And training for a marathon. Good times, I know. Fortunately, it turns out the former is really great for your brain! As for the latter, the jury is out. Basic math fact r. At first I figured - exercise, its great for the body AND the brain, right? Then I read this summary. And it seems the more .

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