I just realized this morning, helped by an email from mom, that the information I've been keeping in the back of my head (i.e. mileage, checkup time) for my car was for my car, and not my dad's car, which I am currently driving and will be putting through the length of California on. This meant, of course, that following the immediate head-desk moment I realized that my schedule for this entire weekend will probably be thrown off because I have to dig out the car maintenance record from somewhere (made dad mail it to me when we switched cars) and figure exactly how much needs to be done and when the shops will be open, and I also should wrap presents and write cards and start packing, as I'm leaving early Sat. morning next weekend and weekdays of grad school are not particularly conductive to anything other than experiments and feelings of sleep deprivation (despite of the fact that I'm not actually sleep deprived).
BUT. Point of stupid number two: I grabbed the nearest jacket when I went out to check various things under the hood and only realized after getting grimy hands that I was wearing a white jacket.
And my cloning still didn't work. Final ligation step failed three separate times with three different preps.
My god, I feel like such an idiot today. I think I can be excused for my abuse of italics. Yes?
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It's ok, stupid days happen to everyone. It's almost breeeeak! Load up on chocolate :)
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