This week I have hit the point where I re-wrote one sentence ten-times and then convinced myself I need to re-organize an entire section because it sounded incoherent, though at that point I actually had very little confidence in my ability to determine what is coherent.
Also the my mice gave me a litter of babies from a test cross that had weird phenotype, which was hair-pulling level of confusion since although it doesn't contradict any of my hypotheses, it doesn't exactly make sense, either. Actually I'm not sure how to interpret it and so spent some time staring blankly at the DNA sequence.
"This is what you have to look forward to," I told the other grad student, dully.
"I don't think I'm gonna look forward to it," he replied.
Skipped two days of drawing this week and ate a lot of ramen. Was making plans about eating healthier next week except I'm flying out Thursday night and Saturday morning and so that's at least two meals of powerbars on top of my utter inability to parse amount of groceries needed for the right amount of days any time the number of days change. Perhaps I will buy frozen meals. Or make a giant vat of soup that I can can freeze in aliquots and thaw out to pair with bread as needed.
Also today I accidentally hit a blackbelt in the face. She was thrilled about it.
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