"Please close your eyes and tell me where I'm touching you" or: your third blogger has lost it

Yes there is still a third blogger here! I just finished Medical Physiology last week, sang way too much "Forget You" in a band and in an a'cappella group, became a Belieber for all of five minutes, got asked for my autograph, mildly inebriated and am almost at my first Medical Neuroscience exam and so I have brains on the brain. Are you still following, because naturally this leads me to a mini-feature I like to call:

Inappropriate Stress Responses of the Week
+ Bayern shows LvG the door: Uli finally tells us how he really feels.
+ Kraft bumbles against whoever it was we played last Saturday: I think I made myself a bowl of pasta (irony level would have increased if it was macaroni and cheese)
+ Bastian Schweinsteiger and I become contralateral ankle ligament sprain twins, I laugh and say "what more could go wrong? haa haa ha" Edit: Apparently even more! Franck had to end practice early because of a tight hamstring
+ Watching practice videos during a dinner study break, all I could notice was Jonker's considerably fit physique and that I very briefly missed the awkward pauses on LvG's rotund belly.
+ Hole in the midfield? I know Nerlinger said "No" but I want Mark van Bommel to say "Yes" in the form of a slide tackle (though I won't mind if he at least wins the double in Italy)
+ Pranjic continues to be an option.

And now, something that has been going around school since the second years are studying for their board exams after the jump (and no, it is not oral herpes)