Do not let your tired eyes deceive you

Sorry about all the doom and gloom. Yesterday was very hooverish. I was very disappointed in it all, but it is what it is. Being over tired really made it a superb flusher of a day...but after I got home, sulked a bit, made supper and had a few good J hugs I came across this from my niece, who is sweet and much wiser than her 20 years - it gave my brain a shake...put things back into place for me:

Today will be better I think.

I will not stop.

I am tucking my nose down to the grindstone. Although I must work all weekend I am taking small fun breaks. One will be to get the ingredients to make lemoncello. I've been daydreaming about it and if I get my butt in gear and make some this weekend it will start being ready to sip around July long weekend. Mmmm...

no words

Just got my slides back -My slides failed.
The cells fell off.
Again.

AND I just learned i have to manually export 340 slides of data instead of going to visit my Dad this weekend, because the software doesn't do what I was told it would.
And I have to order more cell culture materials.
And do the cell slides again...

I really really don't even know what to say.
I hate this.

Om

I'm a little more zen now.
Not a lot, but it will do.

Seriously people? Come on.

After beign up until 1 AM working on data, I got up at 5 today. To come in to work today to process a sample by 6:15 to send over to the hospital in the first tote of the day so that it could be processed at another lab first thing. Apparently there were no totes to send today and four hours later it is still sitting there....and will finally go over in a tote soon. OVER FOUR HOURS it sat there. Nobody called about it. I hope to hell it gets there in time to be processed today or else it will likely fail. Again. This is the last thing in my cell line stuff and I can't have it screw up because I have no more materials to redo it because I'm ALREADY redoing it because it sat there like this LAST WEEK. It really can't screw up and it needs to get there as soon as possible.
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHGH.

I am sick and tired of having to depend on other people for my project because invariably they just screw me over. And I can't raise hell because these people are technically doing me favours.
Yeah.
Thanks a lot.


I'm so angry right now I could scream.

Later: I just drove it over myself.
Rediculous...

Don't Panic. It's just Towel Day.

Please raise a glass (or carry a towel) to remember the fantastic Mr. Douglas Adams today...

It is Towel Day. A day set aside to remember him...Dirk Gently, Zaphod Beeblebrox and all the rest of the great things that came out of his head.

Cheers sir. You are sorely missed...

photo from ThinkGeek.com

So. Close.

I just checked my cancer cell lines for what may very well be the last time. Ever.
Meep.
I may get to shut down that part of my MSc for good at the end of this week.

Please cross your fingers, toes and all available appendages on my behalf...


SCIENCE!

scrunchy faces and strawberries

Having just consumed copius amounts of french toast, strawberries and french roast coffee I am now contentedly gazing at my handsome J as he scrunches up his face, deep in thought. He is voraciously attacking a new software light controlling program -all shiny and complicated...and he gets this cute look on his face when he concentrates.

Today, I myself have errands to run and hope to stop by a costume/burlesque clothing sale before cleaning off the deck today. Then it's a matter of having a BBQ out on the deck in the sunshine and later heading out for a pint, to listen to Sharon Jones and the Dap Kings...opened by Black Joe Lewis and the Honeybears...funky. As far as days off go, it's sounding not too shabby.

I worked all day yeaterday and will likely work most of tomorrow, but today? Today is hopefully a bit of both.
Giggedy.

note to self: robots like to "help"

I've output ALL my data to a main sheet...and I'm trying to make sense of some of it.
It took me 2 hours, but I finally figured out the output results of my algorithms...One of the columns is an addition of all the subgroups of my output grouped instead of separately...because...well...who knows? The software figured it was the way to do it?. That explains why some numbers are gone...and other's don't exist in the rough data. And why I still am missing some numbers.
Stupid helpful software...

Ah. Answers...just in time for bed.
At least I'm starting to get somewhere...

stressed just a smidge

I just spent THREE HOURS scanning 12 slides to determine my next course of action in my cell culture.
3 bloody hours!
*sigh*

I have much to do this holiday weekend on my MSc to prep for my June 3 meeting in Vancouver. I don't have 3 bloody hours to spend staring at a sophisticated machine whilst eating taco salad, drinking Coke Zero and cursing under my breath.
I have data to crunch. New slides to scan and analyze.
The weather's been so gorgeous that all I want to do is hose down the deck and then sit on it and drink beer. We will prep the deck this weekend, no matter what, but as for the rest...well we'll see.
Currently, given the godawful amount of work to do yet before I sleep, I'm considering gouging my spleen out with a spoon so I can have a bit of time off...

Gibbedy gibbedy gibbedy...

we fear change

It is odd. I've been aching for spring, but now that it's here I'm miffed like a 4 year old that I have to modify my life for it. it's all in good ways - I mean instead of being stuck with the bus, I can now (if I get off my arse today and prep it) ride my bike to work instead and be free to leave whenever I please.
Trouble is, I have a lot of junk. And I take it all with me to work everyday because it's my second home. Each morning I haul my gym junk and stuff to change into after gym junk...and food, some books... You get it-lots of stuff to take on a bike. It will be creative to say the least. I think I may have to look into a pannier pack, bike rack or a ridiculously huge basket for the front of it. I can just see me know, wheeling down by the river at all hours with all my junk bunjeed to the back of my bike...it makes me tired just thinking about it.

J and I went out last night as there was a Star Wars themed dance party at the local good dance club..the gay bar has the best music in town and I much prefer being hit on by women...we've got class. (Guys - you could learn a thing or 2 from them about social style...just saying) The music was good but it was ill attended and very few costumes were there, but it was fun. I admit I petered out at about 2, as we'd gone out to see Friday the 13th on friday night at midnight for the monthly horrorfest at the broadway. Both nights were fun, but man am I tired.

I have concluded that my inability to do much of anything useful today proves that I cannot have both a vigorous social life and actually work on my MSc, as much as I'd like to dilude myself into thinking so. I'm just tired. I did some cell work today and a bit of work in the lab but I wasn't half as productive or interested in my work as I'd have been if I'd slept a bit. I've got things to do, and I can't fall behind.

Altho being done my MSc scares me, it also is something I cannot wait for. Unless someone brings me a time machine I'm going to have to face facts - nerds need sleep to function properly. This nerd has taken note...and will start to act accordingly.

I'm off clean off my bike, pump up the tires and then have a nap.
I'm knackered.
Later...

i heart neil gaiman