I always feel vaguely guilty when I turn on the air conditioning. Like, as an ecologist, that I should be able to just suck it up and live with the heat and the humidity without even a fan. Ha. And then I WAKE UP.
I adore air conditioning. It is second only to indoor plumbing on my list of things that I am really glad humans invented. There is no pleasure, no rapture like that of a hot shower and cold air conditioning in August.
I’m a rampant consumer. So sue me.
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I went riding on go-cart type deals on Sunday. E. and I raced many times. Sadly, I must report that I am a bit of a reckless driver on the enclosed courses. I caused two accidents and ended up spun out into the wall both times. Ah well.
I also re-learned the fact that I blow at Putt-Putt.
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I turned in my first draft of my proposal. I shudder to think how RED it will be when I get it back. I’ve seen papers corrected by my advisor before. Pen arteries have pumped themselves dry on those pages. And always in his impossible to decipher chicken scratches that HE can’t even read sometimes!
At least this first draft is over and done with. But still. It is just a proposal. But Lisle being the perfectionist that he is, it is going to be a brutal uphill battle. But so be it. I guess at least I will be earning my degree.
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At work, things progress. But not so well. My DNA samples are working for what I need, at least for the first step. I can amplify my gene of interest and make ooddles and oodles of copies of it. What I cannot do, is get that buggering piece of shit gene to sequence. I cannot figure out the why of it either. Perhaps I need to fiddle with it more? I really don’t know. It is highly frustrating. I had hoped to obtain my master’s degree in 18 months. At this rate, it’s going to be 2 and a half years or so.
Grrrr. At this rate, if I do go for my PhD…My gods…I’ll be over 30 years old by the time I get it. And then with post-doc work…cripes…I’ll probably be around 35 or so before I ever get “real” job.
That’s just depressing to me now. *sigh*
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IKEA. Lesliele is going there. She invited me. If I go. I will spend A LOT. It is IKEA how can you NOT spend money? It just sucks money out of you like a mosquito sucking blood from your left tit.
But I could do Christmas shopping…and at such good prices.
Though, I must consider also Pixel. My roommate will be here with her, so that should be okay.
I must also consider work. If I continue cloning, I have to go in everyday (damn time dependent things). So…I guess we will see. But still! IKEA!