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this week has been amazingly busy. I have had commitments, time has been short - thus I do not post.
Monday started off tame enough, except for that heinous smell. Easy enough to recover from.
Tuesday was busy busy, trying to get protein stuff done in a timely manner. Tuesday night was spent with Queen Barkms and Mrs. Omar, at QB's house. Ostensibly we were supposed to be quilting, but we were not so motivated this time. The Fabric Place, where we are taking quilting classes, has pissed us off royally and this is reflected in our lack of driving force to finish the quilt. This Saturday is the last class, when the last square pattern will be distributed. I have been nominated to go to the class (in the beginning we all attended the class and spent the rest of the morning brainstorming and shopping for projects). I am the most likely to let the management of FP know just what has pissed us off. So I get to go. But the actual act of quilting on Tuesday night yielded a really cool square. Cooler than what we were supposed to get in the end.
Wednesday was more rushing around to get work (shock!) done, in time for dinner at my friends' new house. It was also the first joint departmental seminar and a CSA day, so there was a lot to pack into 8 hours. Finally made it out to Wayland and had a wonderful dinner with the friends. It included a tour of the new house, which is so darned cute I have house envy. halley came along for the evening and there was a bit of a scare with the wooden stairs. IGs don't do bare floors as a rule, and bare wooden stairs pose a whole 'nother challenge. Halley was determined to follow me up the stairs, made it half way - hesitated - and then fell/slid back down. No iggy death scream, no obvious bruises and after a good shake, no limps. All in all one of the best falls My Little Graceful One has ever done. It did scare the bejeezus out of my hostess though. Poor girl, I think she lost a year or two.
Thursday slowed down a little, but not much. Time to catch up on the work. And I had this annoying encounter and reencounter with my fellow biophizzy grad student from upstairs. He and I are generally thick as thieves, but he started off yesterday on my last nerve and did not relent. Any other day, more than likely I would play along. Yesterday was different, though. I am still not sleeping well, so I am overtired. I am feeling like I am behind on my protein stuff, so I am feeling stress about that as well. Most of this I can brush off and usually play along with whatever (we are great debaters and have some of the best irrelevant discussions). Yesterday he starts in with the Sanctimony. And if there is one way to start on my last nerve it is with Sanctimony.
Ugh, what a pain in the ass. And all of this builds up to the grand finale of every week - Stoopid Group Meeting. SGM is just as it's name implies. A huge waste of time and energy. This week, the graduate students in the lab had to be reminded of some fundamentals of thermodynamics. Fundamentals that 6th year grad students should not have to be reminded of. Then we had to debate those same fundamental principles. People, the best part about thermo is that there exist these rules that are not ever violated and make our lives (and research) that much more straightforward to predict and interpret. Period. There is no debate. And yet, somehow in this void of reason and intellect, there is debate. It is truly exhasperating.
Friday's capper is lunch with the Italian Post-doc. He will describe the circumstances of his recent engagement. Holy shit, I didn't realize he had a girlfriend. First, there's gossip I missed?!?! And second, I know this girl. Now she's a shocker!
Oh joy.
Monday started off tame enough, except for that heinous smell. Easy enough to recover from.
Tuesday was busy busy, trying to get protein stuff done in a timely manner. Tuesday night was spent with Queen Barkms and Mrs. Omar, at QB's house. Ostensibly we were supposed to be quilting, but we were not so motivated this time. The Fabric Place, where we are taking quilting classes, has pissed us off royally and this is reflected in our lack of driving force to finish the quilt. This Saturday is the last class, when the last square pattern will be distributed. I have been nominated to go to the class (in the beginning we all attended the class and spent the rest of the morning brainstorming and shopping for projects). I am the most likely to let the management of FP know just what has pissed us off. So I get to go. But the actual act of quilting on Tuesday night yielded a really cool square. Cooler than what we were supposed to get in the end.
Wednesday was more rushing around to get work (shock!) done, in time for dinner at my friends' new house. It was also the first joint departmental seminar and a CSA day, so there was a lot to pack into 8 hours. Finally made it out to Wayland and had a wonderful dinner with the friends. It included a tour of the new house, which is so darned cute I have house envy. halley came along for the evening and there was a bit of a scare with the wooden stairs. IGs don't do bare floors as a rule, and bare wooden stairs pose a whole 'nother challenge. Halley was determined to follow me up the stairs, made it half way - hesitated - and then fell/slid back down. No iggy death scream, no obvious bruises and after a good shake, no limps. All in all one of the best falls My Little Graceful One has ever done. It did scare the bejeezus out of my hostess though. Poor girl, I think she lost a year or two.
Thursday slowed down a little, but not much. Time to catch up on the work. And I had this annoying encounter and reencounter with my fellow biophizzy grad student from upstairs. He and I are generally thick as thieves, but he started off yesterday on my last nerve and did not relent. Any other day, more than likely I would play along. Yesterday was different, though. I am still not sleeping well, so I am overtired. I am feeling like I am behind on my protein stuff, so I am feeling stress about that as well. Most of this I can brush off and usually play along with whatever (we are great debaters and have some of the best irrelevant discussions). Yesterday he starts in with the Sanctimony. And if there is one way to start on my last nerve it is with Sanctimony.
Ugh, what a pain in the ass. And all of this builds up to the grand finale of every week - Stoopid Group Meeting. SGM is just as it's name implies. A huge waste of time and energy. This week, the graduate students in the lab had to be reminded of some fundamentals of thermodynamics. Fundamentals that 6th year grad students should not have to be reminded of. Then we had to debate those same fundamental principles. People, the best part about thermo is that there exist these rules that are not ever violated and make our lives (and research) that much more straightforward to predict and interpret. Period. There is no debate. And yet, somehow in this void of reason and intellect, there is debate. It is truly exhasperating.
Friday's capper is lunch with the Italian Post-doc. He will describe the circumstances of his recent engagement. Holy shit, I didn't realize he had a girlfriend. First, there's gossip I missed?!?! And second, I know this girl. Now she's a shocker!
Oh joy.
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