Another week has come and past and I have not, in fact, started writing my actual thesis yet. It is slightly worrying, but then again, I haven't actually been able to do any of the experiments because we still have to order a bunch of stuff and my mentor is still coping with her deadlines and her French visitors this week, so....
I did get another set of primers to act as a control, get trained for the autoclave, and get an appointment to go in next Monday to talk with the PCR people, so the week's not a complete disaster.
(As far as the project went, at least.)
Thanksgiving's next week and we're plotting the Valleyfair event again. It will be insane there of course, as usual, since it'll be the day after Thanksgiving, and I will bring my camera and backup batteries.
Which reminds me that I still need to find a cat sitter for Simba.
Kate went with me this morning when I dropped Simba off to be carted off to adoption fair, and she has picked up these little ditties from this British TV show called "Black Books" which she sang with gusto. Eventually I got them stuck in my head as a result, and it's kind of strange to have things such as "cows in the morning, cows in the morning one, two, three...! Up 'n at 'em, Up 'n at 'em with a piii-iiick" echoing around in your head. Kate is considering making that bit into her cell phone's alarm clock ring tone and...well, at least it fits with people's perception of Davis. Sort of. The cow bit, not the pick bit. (I suppose it could've been worse. She could've done "I live alone in a tree and no body loves me".)
Here, I even managed to find it on youTube.
Other news? Need to work on memorizing lots and lots of molecular structures. Not fun.
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Youtube is the new internet.
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