I've gotten worse at updating my blog regularly, even though these past few weeks there's actually been stuff happening in my life. But these days I get home at around 7:40pm and by the time everything (read: food, shower, dishes, brush teeth) is done I look around hey, it's 8:47 already. At which point I'd assess my own level of energy, take into account that I have to be up at 6-ish the next morning and generally turn in early.
Which means no updates about the bay area trip, the stapler that clonally-reproduced and mutated into hole-punchers, or the arrival of my cells from Germany when there's no one else around for me to deliver them to or flail at. At some point I was going to also mention the time when my PI asserted that he was secure enough in his masculinity to use a purple pen (I think he's gotten stranger in the few days I've been away) and that the bugs have gotten into my rice and that I still have not heard back about my thesis committee yet, but I think this is about the extent that I will mention those events. I am limited to short posts. Until the weekend. At which point I may find the time to watch more Avatar, update, and figure out what to do with the kiwis.
1 comment:
Aw, this makes me sad.
On the plus side, that is a lot of stuff you can get done in about an hour.
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