I got a little cut off yesterday before I described the rest of my break. Turkey day was good. Got to see the fam and more importantly have 4 different kinds of pie: pecan, coconut cream, bannanna cream, and blueberry. Also creampufs and pumpkin cheeze cake. I deffinatly packed on a few pounds. The rest of the break was nice and reaxing. Spent money I don't have, read a star wars book. Watched cronicals of riddic, which was decent. the effects and worlds they created were cool.

Today I'm back in full swing after a nice night of rest. Listened to more of "fight club" on the way in. It is simply excelent. The movie was awesome. the book almost undescribable. Its like instructions on how to build your own private army and throw off the shackels of society. If it was real I would probably concider joining them.

Well I'm comming off of a 4 day vacation and I have a few words to share.
Procrastination is the first one. I had 2 weeks to get a pseudo grant proposal done and what do I do. Wait until the last night? You got that right and we're talking the last night. I went down around 2AM and was up again at 5AM to try to finish it. By 11:30 I had reached a stop point, meaning I couldn't take it any more. This brings us to our second word of the break:
Crap hole, because thats what that paper was. I guess I did learn a bit about grant strcture, and more importantly that I shouoldn't wait until the last minuite to get things done. It was supposed to be around 10pages, it ended up being 7 and one of those was a full page of references and probably another one was just spacing. What trash. I concidered crashing my car into a firey blaze this morning just so this act of horror would never see the light off day.

In good news me and BZ remodled the bathroom and let me say it looks great. I will miss the pacific ocean sort of hawiian shirt theme I had going before, but the new decour is very nice. Kind of rustic and classy. Its like taking a wizz in a museum or maybe a court house.

Break was nice though. I really needed it. The boss is back today and in a good mood, so I have a day of reprive to get smart again and bring up some good info

Well I'm comming off of a 4 day vacation and I have a few words to share.
Procrastination is the first one. I had 2 weeks to get a pseudo grant proposal done and what do I do. Wait until the last night? You got that right and we're talking the last night. I went down around 2AM and was up again at 5AM to try to finish it. By 11:30 I had reached a stop point, meaning I couldn't take it any more. This brings us to our second word of the break:
Crap hole, because thats what that paper was. I guess I did learn a bit about grant strcture, and more importantly that I shouoldn't wait until the last minuite to get things done. It was supposed to be around 10pages, it ended up being 7 and one of those was a full page of references and probably another one was just spacing. What trash. I concidered crashing my car into a firey blaze this morning just so this act of horror would never see the light off day.

In good news me and BZ remodled the bathroom and let me say it looks great. I will miss the pacific ocean sort of hawiian shirt theme I had going before, but the new decour is very nice. Kind of rustic and classy. Its like taking a wizz in a museum or maybe a court house.

Break was nice though. I really needed it. The boss is back today and in a good mood, so I have a day of reprive to get smart again and bring up some good info

Wensday, te day before American Thanksgiving. I should still be in bed riight now, or at least sitting on my coouch watching Mind knumbing TV, but instead I'm here at school/work. I had some stuff to finish up which is now taking like 4 hours instead of 2 since I have to drive both ways. We really should start working on teleporting machines or at least flying cars. I still couldn't afford one, but at least then there would be less traffic and probably less cops (ground units) so then I could drive faster.

I finished "Incubuss dreams" on the ride in. It probably should have been titled "Succubus dreams" Emphesis on the suck. Although I would like not to spoil it for anyone intending to read it, too bad. Truthfully I don't see it as really spoiling it since nothing happened.

To recap, thhe book jacket promised sherlock holmes in a supernatural world (vamps and were things). What the book actually delivers:
talk about SEX
talk about SEX
Dead Hooker Found
SEX
SEX
SEX
SEX
SEX
Second dead Hooker found
injured cop found
Attack on Vamp lair
Realization all the Kick ass vamps aren't there
SEX
The End.

So what was this book? A copy of Penthouse Forum mixed with half an issue of Blade. And this is some award winning highly acclaimed Author? Its just pathetic.
And why may I ask are all the good supernatural things strippers and hookers? Frenchie, the all powerful master Vamp of the city spends all of his time hanging out at strip clubs which he owns and operates. The Lychentropes are just abbout all strippers. The ugly vamps are usually bouncers at the strip clubs. WTF. What ever happened to all of the cool vamps? What after living over 1000 years the best thing you have found to do with your self is mannage some half nakid dancers? At least the Anne rice vamps are cool.....Well I take that back. they were cool up until that Blackwood farm guy. He sucks. He should be one of the crappy strippers from ID.
So thats the world, but what about the integral detective story, you may ask. surely there were all sorts of clues and discovery and intrigue...
Nope, Anita (refered to as the slut from here on in) bumbles around porking just about everything supernatural that moves, thogh she makes a point to say she dosen't do just that a lot. Finally the slut find her was to a sucky Vamp church, where she mind reads one of the members. He gives her the name of the master vamp she has been searching for as well as his address. Cops move in End of story.....or is it.
After killing all of the Suckpires in the lair, the slut realizes that this was too easy. The master vamp shhe was looking for couldn't hhave been there because all the vamps they killed sucked (literally as well as figurativly). The Slut despiratly pleeds with coppo-numbero-ono to leave the case open. He tells her to go home.
The slut goes home and porks one of her boyfriends, real end of the story.
I guess we have to wait until the next book to see the true master vamp go down. True master vamp is named Vittorio BTW, which is an Anne Rice vamp. She could have at least made up her own Vamp name.
I think I may have to write the author and tell her exactly what I though of this book.

On a side note, I began "Fight Club" so far it kicks ass. I'm at the veryy beginning so I don't know how cllose it will be to the film, but we'll see.

Well I was able to pull it together some and make it in today. My head still is doing loop de loops, but I had a lot of work to do.
Made the call and put the appt on hold. A bit disappointed about that, but I need to get my finances straight before making a comittment like that.
In semi good news, the boss is out today and apparently was also out yesterday so I don't have to think and talk to him. Also the papers I didn't finish can get done now.
Not too much else to report, some crazy dreams but the details escape me.

Biochem this morning was another snoozer, but I may have picked up enough stuff there to begin a story. Its interesting where your mind goes when no one is watching it.

well its still monday and a day at home hasn't improved my health all that much. I keep shifting from extream cold to burning up. At least I was able to get out of the house to get a few errands run that didn't happen over the weekend.
In not so good news after taking out the money for the down payment for the appartment I'm pretty sure I can't afford it right now. The credit card bill on the counter will pretty much whipe out my account and I'm sure there is another one comming next month that will be close to it. I've been living frompaycheck to paycheck for too long now.
Some more bad news I wasn't able to finish reading al of the apers I was assigned from my PI which means it will proably be a getting yelled at tomorow, fun fun.
In semi interesting news staying home does let you see things you normally wouldn't...
My renter came home today around 4ish which is kind of odd because he usualy works until 6ish or so. I took the dog out for one of her multi daily strolls and about 3minuits after my renter shows up andother car comes up and parks very close to the house. Out of it steps a woman and I use the term lightly. She looked more like someone who should be on Jerry springer's "I'm banging my best friend's dad" Missing teeth, yellowed ones that were left, hair that makes sage brush look good, and that virginia slims skin +40yrs. I've been told the renter has hookers here when we're gone and I'm pretty sure this was a paid lady, though I would hope she wouldn't charge too much. Yuck!!!

well its wonderful monday again.
Woke up today feeling like hell andecided it would be a good idea to stay home. My head is still spinning . Not too much to report for the weekend, lots of long discussions with BZ about me getting the appt and our finances. Its going to be very tight for a while but I think we can manage.
Think thats about all I can report because the screen won't sit still nor will the key board.

First a quick review of last night:
Yesterday was the first day the boss was back. We had a good talk about the project I'm on and where it could possibly go and let me tell you its kick ass. I'm supre psyched right now.
In secondary news I saw an appartment. It was small and kind of sendy but adequate for my needs. I guess it was about time I truly enter the life of the poor grad student. Which is kind of funny because if I was able to fully rent out my house I would be sitting pretty right about now. I've always said money dosen't mea much to me and I guess this is where I get to put my literal money where my mouth is. I've got a cool girl friend, lots of stuff and some pets that need a place to stay so as long as I can still foat the rent and mortage I'm good.
The end of yesterday at school was another kind of scarry. John (I need to get some code names for these people), the senior guy in the lab, had to give a presentation on a paper he was given maybe 4 hours in advance. Needless to say it didn't go very well. He got shreeded then me and the other first year in the lab were asked to leave the room. That just spells trouble. I hope he didn't get it too bad. Though I have often found at least in cases with me the big boss is friendlier one on one and usually just puts on the show when he has an audience.
So without further adieu today:

Well today began with a dream. A dream I would call "make out camp". Why do I call it make out camp? Well when I woke up at 5:20am and went over the dream in my mind I said 'and don't forget the part about the make out camp" Unfortunatly thats all I remember:(

Oh and by popular request sme one asked how many times Anita has sex in the book. In "Incubuss Drems" so far 2 times is the correct answer. I just finished tape 5 and she is in the middle of havig sex for the second time. to recap:
Tape 1: intro
Tape 2: sex begins
Tape 3: sex continues
Tape 4: lots of guilt and bitching over the sex
Tape 5: we go to the strip club, some more sex begins.

Oh and I think some where in all that thhere was a murder, which was the premise of the book.
I'm thinking that I may have to write to the author and ask her to stop using the term vampire. Vampires drink blood. these "vampires" just hump a lot and seem to feed off of foreplay. They aren't really vampires "Sexpire" would be a more acurate term.
Also why do Goth people find moping around to be hot? All the hot guuys in the book just mope around and bitch about how crappy it is to have suprenatural powers. If I was in the book I'd be a kick ass vampire (note not a french one). I'd give all these whiny vamps and were-beasties the finger, then turn into mist so they couldn't do anything about it. Then they would probably cry. Damn sissy undead!!

nice slow day so far. the boss is back, but since my results aren't anything earth shattering he didn't have too much to say to me.
Had an interesting dream this am about studying with the moon princess who works in the lab next door. Not too muuch to say about it.

Currently listening to "Incubuss Dreams" on the drive. So far its only partially what it claims to be, which is a novel about vampire murders and the woman detective who is trying to solve them. The world built is an interesting one, but so far and this may sound funnythere is just too much sex in it.
I'm just starting disk 4 right now and the story so far:
Disk 1: general introduction to the different characters. the female lead is quite a bit neurotic and increadibly indecisive, which dosen't get us off on a good foot. A murdered stripper girl is found, looks to be the work of a vamp gang of some sort. Oh I should mention the world created is full of vampires, were-wolves (and other were beasts), necromancers, other supernatural stuff, and us good old humans. It seems everyone knows about everyone else and new rules ad laws have been made so we can all live together. At the end of disk 1 female lead begins to enter a state which she call the "Au Dour". Yes its french and pretty much is the equivelent of blood lust for a vamp, she is a necromancer, except she needs sex to cure her self of it.

Disk 2: begin sex scene, lots of indecision on femals's part, yadda yada yadda.
Disk 3: sex scene continues, penetration finally happens, vamp servant of Fem lead goes nuts
Disk 4: they finish reeling in vamp servant and have a chat with master Vamp.

One thing here that pisses me off is the master vamp is french, why is it that kick ass vamps are almost always french? Since when have the french been kick ass?

I guess the second annoyance of the day would be indisgressions, trust, and personal life. I'll leave it at that.

Hmm, I can see the comments, but can't respond to them, besides by writing here.
May just be this computer.

Jess I recieved the pig catapult. It totaly rocks. I had a big laugh when I saw it and I'm working proper revenge:)

Jamie, you missed a good game. Hope you sold a lot of scarves and the like.

Wensday has begun with soe strange dreams.
I drempt I was working at a honda dealership as a salesman with my dad. For soe reason my parents droped me off at work and to help meet my quote I made them take test drives.
For soe reason I wanted my mom to try out a sporty car. I went to get the keys and there were only three sets. One said Honda something and that one was their "sports model" only 2 doors. A second set said Honda Civic Sport and for some reason I couldn't decide between the two of them. Needless to say no honda is all that sporty, irregaurdless of what the street racer morons will tell you.
So we took one of the cars and drove out to some place in salem, Ct. We stoped to turn around in a small clearing on the side of the highway. Strangly enough there was a small shopping plaza there. I get out of the car and go into the Ice cream shoppe there. for some reason the person working the counter was Niomi who is a friend of mine. Apparently she bought the Icecream shoppe. I wanted to get some big sundae with lots of toppings and stuff, so I count out my money. I have 3 1$ bills and 2 more dollars in change. even though this seems like it should be plenty to buy a sunday I'm nervous about not having enough. So I approach the counter. Now it stats to get weired for in my dream I know that I had a dream about this same meeting as some sort of precognitative ability. I express my concerns about not having enough money for the icecream, but also state it shouldn't be an issue as I should have enough and she is a friend of mine and probably would let me sllide even if I didn't. I count my money again, but now two of the 1$ bills have become 5$ bills and for soe reason all of the money is wet.
I go to pay for the sundae, pealing the wet bills apart, but for some reaosn all of the ink on them seems to be fading and they are just white peices of paper, but we still know what dollar amounts was printed on them.
this is where I wake up.
Not really sure what it all means, but very odd.

Yesterday was a decent day for science. My PCR worked nicely, have to run a diff kind of gel today to see if it tells me anything. Not sure if the southern blott worked, will know soon.

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Wonderful tuesday.
Well to start the boss is still out and may be for some time. Though it is nice ad peaceful in the lab I feel kind of bad for him and hope everything works out ok and he can come back soon.
This AM on the ride in I began to listen to Men are from mars, women are from Venus. It started out as a sort of typical book about differences betwen men and women and relationships, then it got scarry. The book began to speak of martians and venusians and how they were different much like earth men and women. What the fuck? I started to get really pissed.
So there are aliens!!!!! The government has been lying to us all this time.
I had to stop te tape. Who are these martians and Venusians? What do they want? From what I know most aliens just want to take over earth. from how the book was going it seems that the venusians would probably capture all of the females on earth so they could have some one to listen to them bitch about their days.
The males of earth were in for much worse. There was much talk about the secret caves that thhese martians often retreat to. And you just know what you're infor if they get you into their secret caves? Thats right, the anal probing!!
Fuck no, am I going to let some pissass martian boss me around and poke me in the butt.
Fuck those martians and their fucking secret caves!!
I tell you there is only one thing to do.
We need to get them before they get us.
I am here by dedicating my life to the desruction of both Venus and Mars. Yeah maybe thhe earth chicks could take listening to the venusians problems, but they would probably get bored after a while. So I' really doing them a favor in the long run.

Long Live Earth!!!!!!!!!

well its another exciting monday. the boss is still out so lab temperment is good. Its freezing outside and bioling in here or maybe I'm just getting sick.
This weekend was fairly uneventful. Friday was a good game of D&D. No players died and they finished a mini mission. Sat was a nice day of shopping. got some silverware and soe gloves. Sunday I did nothing but lay on the couch and watch TV. All and all very relazing and fairly needed. I'm still in rabid anticipation for thanks giving. I really need a a full break.

Feeling some what disorientated this AM. Yesterday's break from the grind was helpful, but a lack of sleep is starting to take its tole.
Today I was reintroduced to the power of electronica music. I forgot how much better I work and think when it engulfs me.
Science seems to be functioning fairly well today, but I won't know for sure until I see some results.
D&D is tonight. With any luck we'll finish up the side adventure I sucked the group into and they will be back to their normal mission. With them though you can never be sure. Adventures have a way of writing themselves.

Well so far writing is a bust. My head feels like swiss cheeze and I can't form a steady stream of thoughts.
I think I might go home early.

Its wensday. Science seems to be going resonable well. Still havig some trouble getting my numbers to come out right, but they are looking better, or at least consistant.
The boss is out until monday, apparently his wife had to get some sort of surgery or something done. I feel bad for him.

I'm greatly concidering trying to write some today. I think I may have enough of an idea for a story to put something together.

Not too much else to report.

No scratch that, my spirits have returned and are once again doing what they can to bother me. Besdes the image flashes I get now there are farmiliar smells. I've caught it twice on seperate elevator rides. they like to do this sort of thing where you can't get away from it easily. The scent is some sort of hand lotion I beleive or maybe baby powder. I used to know someone who wore that sort of scent but I can't really remember who. It is most annoying.

My wonderful day continues.
I hate these pants I'm wearing. The Damn zipper won't stay up. I really need to go get sme new clothes and along the same lines I really need to weed out clothes I don't wear. Also I need to stop spending so much money.

I feel old. At lunch we were haveing some sort of conversation about dating and one of the girls there mentioned her dating limit is 27, which brought about the fact that when I was graduating high school she was only in 3rd grade. Now I can't even remember highschool. I almost wonder if it actually existed sometimes. These peeps were planning to go to some HS homecomming game and see people they knew there. If there is anyone I went to HS with still going to games I'm pretty sure I don't want to meet up with them.
Then Andy our resident history buff tried to chenge the subject by saying the berlin wall fell 15 years ago, which reminded my I was 13 at the time. I really should have been here 4 years ago. I knew fire and determination back then. Now I only see defeat and trying to work within the system.

Well here we are again on wensday.
Last night we had our first weekly lab meeting. Me and the other first year got chewed out for being idiots. I really need to take a more active role in my project. I seem to get too caught up in distractions.
I took the risk of wearing the pendant today. Its working in full swing so far. I wasn't paying enough atention to what I was doing this morning and apparently decided it would be a good idea to make my gel with 10% acetic acid instead of 10% acrylamide. for those of you not scientifically iclined imagine making jello with vinigar instead of gelatin. Yeah something like that.
We'll have to see if the day gets any better.

Tuesday, glorious Tuesday.
Not really sure why but I feel very action packed today. I feel like running and jumping and shooting. I keep having cop style quick draw visions. Glock type gun stuck in a back holster. My hand drops out of sight for a moment and pulls the peice fro its place. The rest of my body twists as I spin to face behind me while droping into a crouched stance and fire three rounds.
I wish I could be playing paintball.

In the bad news department I think I've looped again. I really need to get/do a full mind wipe one of these days. I have a forgotten past that comes back to me a piece at a time and drags me back to where ever it cme from. I hate people who's faces I can no longer remember clearly. Memories are triggered and I'm back in the past, going through the motions again. So much of life is such bull shit.

Story Idea:
A person who is schitzophrenic and requires this disorder to do his job, which is some sort of police work or something that requires killing and other sorts of nastiness, but stil retains a normal life. Maybe all of thier cops or military are like this. There would be some sort of controlled activation to switch from one personality to another, induced by a code word or maybe a drug.

I've been havig a number of good ideas lately for world building but so far no plots. I guess thats kind of the toss up. You need a strong scientific background to write realistic scifi, but you also need mental freedom to create goot stories. Asimov had the same sort of problem. His world were increadible, but some of his stories were kind of shallow. I still really enjoyed them. At least he had the science, a lot of people don't even have that.

Well the weekend was some what of a bust. I'm not sure why I usually seem t come off weekends more tired than I go into them. Sat I came in to school, the only good news is my results are looking like they are supposed to now. Sunday was a painful big day of shopping. The pain is all in my wallet area, its a good thing I keep it in my back pockets :)
the house didn't get clleaned, my laundry didn't get done, the bathroom didn't get painted, I didn't get adventure stuff done or many figures painted.
Its now monday annd I'm trying to get back into the swing of things. It feels like my brain is half baked. Had some horrid dreams of demons or some such last night and woke up around 3am in a cold sweat. They seem to have been comming for me a lot lately.

Well its saturday and here I am sitting at school waiting for a gel to develope. The one on friday looked kind of odd so I wanted to get it done right before monday. I have a feeling it was just exposed too long but if I'm wrong I wouldn't have enough time to fix it on monday.
yippie what a fun weekend this is going to be :)

More bad news: apparently my blood didn't coagulate so I may have hemofilia
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More good news: the Tube apparently had EDTA in it which keeps blood from coagulating.
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More bad news: this means my lab mate can't use it for his control.
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Sort of good news: I can pull the DNA out of the blood and serve as my own negative control. Hello Dr. Frankenstein!!!!

Today's adventure continues.
Bad news: one of my lab mates needed some blood as a control for his experiment and stupid me in a generous mood volunteered. I'm quite a bit lighter in the brain right now.
More Bad News: due to timing of experiments I'm stuck here until about 6.
Good news: Biochem test, B+ and I beat the curve. totally kickass!!!

P.S. apparently my GF is geting hit on by hot guys.
Is it a crime to train your dog to bite people in the groin?
What if you just encourage them to do so?

PPS For any guys comming over for D&D next week, not that I'm saying anything, but you might want to keep an eye on the dog.

Well its done. Some of you may call me insane. Most of you will probably hear me bitch about it for the next few years, but my mind is made up.
I've decided to stay in the lab I am currently in. I'm pretty sure I will learn more here than anywhere else on this campus and the project I am on right now is very hot.
I think things will be better in the lab than they have been. With my decision I have found a new surge of energy and interest in what I have ben doing. Its no longer just something to pass the time while I wait for the real work to start. Now every thing I do matters, of cource this probably translates into a lot of late nights and weekend time, but I beleive it will be worth it in the end.
Now I just have to work up some sort of plan as to what I specifically want to do on the project. I'd be more elaborate as to what my choices are but I've been swrn to secrecy as to what it is.
So in short:
The sun is shinning.
I'm psyched.
I'll be more psyched if all turns out as I hope it will.

For those of you who voted for Bush out there, I know you'll get what you deserve. To know more take a look at his recent speaches.

Have you ever danced with the devil? On occation I have been known to waltz. Today I was presented with an oppertunity, one I'm not sure if I could pass up.
Decisions decisions...
It could be 4 years of hell, or I could learn more than I could any where else and be part of one of the few "hot" projects on campus.
you only get so many chances in life to achieve greatness, this may be one of my few.....

After all my problems yesterday I forgot to add this.
As of about 10AM EST America is over.
The masses of morons have spoken and decided to remove any semibalance of freedom we would have left.
They have elected for another 4 years George W. Bush. I can't begin to describe what horrors this will bring about.
the only thing that has stoped him from totally trampeling people's rights in the last 6 months or so has been the upcomming election. Thanks to the democrats idiotic choice of putting Kerry up against him that threat is now over.
So wave bye bye people:
Say good bye to the freedom of choice.
Say good bye to freedom of religion.
Say good bye to being a leader in science.
Say good bye to new life saving drugs.
Say good bye to Gov run agencies giving you information that hasn't first been edditied by the Christian good book.
Sa good bye to a supreme coourt that actualy cares what the constitution says and say hello to a supreme court that wiill rule accordingly to a different set of doccuments.
The US will now enter into more useless wars to further the christian cause.
The Us will now push forth more ammendments to the patriot act to remove the rights of its citizens, all the while telling them how it is good for them.

I had this though while driving in this morning. People want soeone to tell tem what to do. Most people need someone to do this. This is why so many people join organized religion. They want that safe comforting feeling of never having to think for your self. People say thhey want freedom, but at the same time it scares them.
Our forefathers wanted it. they wanted it bad enough they would risk life and limb to travel across the ocean and try to survive in an inhospitable world. (though the freedom they wanted was to be able to burn people as witches and parctice their own harsh version of christianity, thankfully somewhere alng the way someone wrote up a document that would allow us all to live together in peace)
America in theory is not about rules that promote a moral way of life or a godly way of life. America is about sucking it up and dealing with the stuff you don't like. If your neighbors want to raise a golden calf and dance around it good for them. True america says you don't have to join them, you don't have to watch, you don't even have to like it and if you want to stand in your own yard with a sign that says my neighbors are going to hell, thats all within your rights. What you don't have the right to do is tell them they can't do it and have the government back you up on it.
I predict this is what we will see in the next four years.

Well its 6:06 and here I sit and probably will be for some time.
Anything I said about good results this AM was a breif lived falicy. Now don't get me wrong, the data was ok and was leading to good news, but what does that mean in the real world?
Does it mean I get asked to come into the boss's office and then get assulted with questions about stuff that had nothing to do with my data? It certainly did. So it was just a pear of a day, nice thin shapely at the top and a big pound of pudge at the bottom.
I was concidering taking the hit and staying in this lab for my full time here. It would almost be worth it with the connections I would make, but I have a feeling I couldn't take it. There is just too much bullshit, too many people trying to fuck with my head.
Oh and that big meeting I was supposed to have with my competitor, and I use the term competitor lightly as I am hardly competition, well I guess it was too much work for the Lab head to step out of his office and call for me to come in and I got left out of the meeting.
I'm sure there was a lot more to say but I've forgotten it now.

Well its 6:06 and here I sit and probably will be for some time.
Anything I said about good results this AM was a breif lived falicy. Now don't get me wrong, the data was ok and was leading to good news, but what does that mean in the real world?
Does it mean I get asked to come into the boss's office and then get assulted with questions about stuff that had nothing to do with my data? It certainly did. So it was just a pear of a day, nice thin shapely at the top and a big pound of pudge at the bottom.
I was concidering taking the hit and staying in this lab for my full time here. It would almost be worth it with the connections I would make, but I have a feeling I couldn't take it. There is just too much bullshit, too many people trying to fuck with my head.
Oh and that big meeting I was supposed to have with my competitor, and I use the term competitor lightly as I am hardly competition, well I guess it was too much work for the Lab head to step out of his office and call for me to come in and I got left out of the meeting.
I'm sure there was a lot more to say but I've forgotten it now.

Well its 6:06 and here I sit and probably will be for some time.
Anything I said about good results this AM was a breif lived falicy. Now don't get me wrong, the data was ok and was leading to good news, but what does that mean in the real world?
Does it mean I get asked to come into the boss's office and then get assulted with questions about stuff that had nothing to do with my data? It certainly did. So it was just a pear of a day, nice thin shapely at the top and a big pound of pudge at the bottom.
I was concidering taking the hit and staying in this lab for my full time here. It would almost be worth it with the connections I would make, but I have a feeling I couldn't take it. There is just too much bullshit, too many people trying to fuck with my head.
Oh and that big meeting I was supposed to have with my competitor, and I use the term competitor lightly as I am hardly competition, well I guess it was too much work for the Lab head to step out of his office and call for me to come in and I got left out of the meeting.
I'm sure there was a lot more to say but I've forgotten it now.

woke up tred again but not as bad as some days. Drive in was going just peachy until I got stuck in middle town for 30 some odd minuites.
In lab so far Two thumbs up, just have to confirm the data now.
Today one of mmy competitors is comming in to talk, so it should be interesting to hear what he has to say. I get to have a private chat with him and henry later so I need to think up some good questions. Nothing is comming to mind at the moment.

Well today has gone ok. My new pcr rxn does work, but I still need to see if it more usefull.
I had a talk with the PI who gave me sme sort of "this is confidential work speach, so I'm going to have to be more careful about who I talk to about what I do, which is almost no one anyway, so now its even less than that. for this journal I'm afraid I may have to just go with the thumbs up thumbs down routine.
So today in lab, thumbs up. Hope for the same tomorow.

Im my molecular basis of disease class we're studying Cox-2 inhibitors, specificaly Celebrex. Makes me kind of whish I had been on that project for a while. I had some friends who were but they aren't around right now. Will have to track them down and rack their brains. I neer though we would be discussing drugs I was working on or was almost working on. Maybe we'll do Geodone next. At least I know a bit about that.
Although its 5ish and I' still in the midst of lab work I don't think its going to b that late of a night. Pretty much just have to get a gel running and its go time.

Seaking of travel, I'm out of audio books so if anyone knows a good one please let me know.

ok, A bit of catch up first. friday was the second of three biochem exams. It pretty much consumed me all wek and made halloween prep very difficult. Friday night was D&D night. Always a blast. I plunged te group onto a quick side adventure to explore a haunted house. As always they deied my thinking and spent te whole night outside fighting off legions of undead, almost getting killed in the process. Unfotunatly since they didn't go for the adventure as planned its going to drag into next time, but thats alright.
This weekend was a quandry of excitement and annoyances. Sat me and BZ went to a halloween party with some chums down in milford, put on by "friends of Jared". It was a fun time except for the getting there, which involved finding a picking out a costume. Normally I think of my house as full of costume bits, but I just couldn't get anything together and all of my grand schemes just weren't comming together. I ended up going as some sort of space warrior, with half ren gear and half futuristic. The party was ok. Going to those things always reminds me how much I don't like going to those things, but here is the highlight of the night.
Lights turned low, the rambeling ambiance of 20 people talking at the same time, the light audio refreshment of classic hard rock, and a long table. On the table sits 2 rows of 10 napkins, on each napkin rests a single peice of candy corn, with a pumpkin shaped one at the end. Man vs Woman we pair off, stareing each other down as we wait, hoping the other will break first. And then it happens, the blasting honk of a clown's horn and we're off. Hands behind back, face to table, licking the waxy candy from its resting place, spitting the napkins out when they come for the ride. We fly down the rows, ending up with a massive amount of undisolveable suggared wax in our mouths trying to see who can force it down first.
Needless to say, I went three rounds to face BZ for the championship of candy corn races. I went home with a large sized windbreaker and a suggar high that almost required vomiting. BZ went home with me:)

Sunday the two of us, too our time getting up, but ended up getting up early sinde the magic of dayight savings time came into effect. We the trotted off to warwic where some massive halloween store was tossing out their surplus at 50% off. So we each came home with a massive amount of costumes.
I was plesantly suprised sunday night as we got quite a few trick or treators and all in costume. I must say this is the first time I've seen this sort of turnout since 9/11. When the last bell of the night had been rung, BZ and I went up stairs and had a little dress up party of our own:)

Monday so far has come rough. I barly got myself up and in today, with multi sleeping fits on the drive. I wish Howard stern would start having more interesting radio shows. Lately they all seem to be about how bad his limo driver is and frankly it puts me to sleep.
today I havve a gel running of my new PCR method, as the last one just wasn't showing what we wanted it to. With any luck this one will work and I will have something to present at the end of this rotation.