But that's okay. I'm pretty sure I did plenty well. I just don't see the reason to need to know all of the fardling genes that relate to syndromes that all mean "oh, shit, your kid's toast at birth." Eh?
On a brighter note: here's a picture of a little girl with Williams Syndrome, which in some theories is the origin of the legends about pixies. They're very musically inclined, even if they're mentally retarded.
And a rainbow picture of a spectral karyotype which is just fardling beautiful.
Off to my preceptor's, to see if he'll feed me today.