August 27, 2003

  • I'm not entirely sure how it works. But I seem to do lots and lots of work and NEVER get anything real done.


    Take yesterday for example. I called four or five different places, trying to get a price and a company who would sell my department the special thermal paper for our gratiutously overpriced imager. That took at least an hour.


    I also spent an hour fixing the computers in our lab - the port in the wall died. I was thrilled, I was afraid that it was either a.) the network card or b.) that someone had fucked with the settings and hadn't dared to tell me so.


    I ran a gel (but I can't print off the picture because I don't have paper, hopefully that will be here on Friday?). I did some lovely cleanups (I'm very proud of them, it's how you clean up the DNA after you amplify it you can't just toss all that stuff into your future reactions, dontcha know?)


    I also read several papers and I've been trying to answer the question that my advisor posed to me: "If God came down today and gave you all your sequences, what would you do with all that data?" Answer, I have NO fucking clue. Today we discuss my paper. I am happy to say that he did compliment my writing style and skill at composing sentences.


    I know I did more stuff, just nothing important. Oh, I set up a meeting with the gentlemen in the genomic sequencing facility to see if they could help me figure out why my project isn't working (they pretty much were no help at all, but hey, we've got everything hanging on my cloning right now).


    Not a whole lot actually got done for my project. I did read the new postings to PNAS. We have new tasks for lab meetings, to read and keep up to date on a certain number of journals (I got PNAS, Science and BBA). Time consuming but seemingly non-constructive.


    Today, I've already started to run a gel (twice, first one screwed up). Had my meeting with the sequencers. Cleaned part of the lab, I'm on CD #2 of burning lab information... Craziness, but NOTHING concrete. Nothing that I can say, hey, this is what I did today.


    Pah. I am crabby pants lately. I blame hormones. Or possibly the weather. Humid as all get out it is here!

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