I spent a good portion of Sunday thinking about cytosol. It is the most bizarre thing that popped up in my mind while I was drinking tea and infected itself on my brain. It's not even really related to my project -- or at least no more related to my project than anything in the field of biology is, inherently, related to the innards of a cell. Instead I found the word scrolling through my brain like one of those neon marquees that you never see outside of downtown while I drove to lab, it flashed most appalling while I was trying to spot my 2mm long transparent fish embryos floating in their clear fixative (computer no longer being the only source of eye strain these days), and bouncing around like an echo while I drove to the groceries. At which point I was promptly distracted by the fact that the music playing through the speakers seem to contain rather more screaming than usual. It took me a few seconds too long to remember that, oh right, Halloween. And then I got pomegranates, thought about Hades -- and "Myth of Devotion" is a lovely poem, by the way -- and tried to finish putting together my figures.
(I failed. I finished that in lab today, though I still haven't quite figured out how to diagram my results from Tukey's test without overwhelming my graphs with lines. I despise statistics. I really do.)
I want cake. Radioactivity is this week. The paperwork has gone through and I am now officially a Candidate and have used up 7 of my 18 quarters required to graduate. (There was a form and everything.) Also, one of my new litters of mice died, which consequently means that I have no behavioral test to run during Christmas week, so that works out (though it also means another month tacked onto the project). I am presenting in lab meeting this Wednesday.
I just realized that my paragraphs got progressively less coherent. Time to move on then!
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