Due to certain incidents on the bus near a person who always reeked of dirty cat litter, I had a dream last night about fleas. With wings. As in we were maneuvering them with forceps and you can see the tiny, fruit-fly-like wings. Luckily, in reality, I remained blissfully flea-free.
The number of incidents of sniffling on the bus has gone up recently, and the crazy weather no doubt contributed to the percentage. Wendy and I went and got ourselves vaccinated yesterday. Sometime in the afternoon I realized that my arm hurts, and asked her if she was in pain as well. She was, but just hadn't noticed it until I brought it up, and thus allowing me to conclude that I have unwittingly contributed to the pain quota per day. (Pain's gone this morning, though.)
The PI came back yesterday and spent four hours going over everything that needs to be changed in the slides (yes, the ones due tomorrow) with me. (Leading to some jokes between Wendy and I about PI causing pain.) On one hand, it's touching that he's willing to invest that much time on me. On the other hand, ouch. Okay, I'm ready for the weekend now.
AAaaaand now it's back to editing.
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