Dear Labmates

I blame the current grant writing by our PI for some stress on the lab. But still, PLEASE STOP BLAMING THE REST OF US. If one more labmate tries to cause drama, I may go hide in the library and grade. Lord knows I have enough grading.

Thanksgiving cannot come soon enough. Almost 50% of my labmates are insane right now and we are all in the "we see each other for 12+ hours a day and you are driving me nuts" boat.

Hrumph.


I am tired.

Still here!

Dear blog/blogging friends,

I have not forgotten you.

However, I have been super busy. Bossman is....on a wee bit of a crazed boss cycle lately. I work loads. He scolds. I work more. He scolds. I am aware that this is directed at everyone in the lab.

Crazed Bossman is due to several things:
1. One of my labmates who has done AWESOME things got rejected from Science on a paper they'd been working on for months. Bossman really wants a Science paper.
2. Another labmate is now in the "running up against the departmental finishing time" zone. He is not ready to graduate. Bossman will not pay him after December but will not fire him. This is gonna be awkward.
3. We should hear back about the NIH grant for my project soon. We were right on the edge of "safe" with our score. This is making everyone nervous. (I will be fine on funding either way, but yeah, totally have already spent the pretty pretty money in my head.)
4. My mentor/the only other grad student on my project is supposed to graduate soon (aka by March)/is looking for jobs. She is fantastic, and he is cranky that I am not as fantastic.
5. The other second year has pretty much stopped working. Bossman has only barely given him crap.


I have also just recently obtained an undergrad!!! She is awesome. And is one of my former students that I really wanted. And it is so much fun/work having her.

I have three large projects. And yeah, they are eating away at me. We desperately need another grad student on my project. We will probably get at least two grad students---neither on my project.

I have been busy. And stressed. And I haven't been able to run recently due to injury/laziness/how damn tired I am in the morning and evening.

I am in lab trying to sort through papers that will get me least yelled at for when I give a short lit talk for group meeting.

Still loving the lab, the research, and even Bossman (despite his crazed tendencies), but I need a breather that I will not get for awhile.

And damn, do I want to be able to get a paper soon.

And I miss my friends and profs from undergrad. I miss Lab Mom tons. My personal life has been awesome, but yeah, nostalgia hit hard recently.

So yeah, please excuse me for the lack of posts recently. I'm busy pre-panicking about quals this winter.

Love,
BotR

Grief: Ten Years Later.

This has been a post that I've been thinking about all week. I listen to a lot of NPR, and they've had a fair amount of people sharing their stories about 9/11. I decided that I would share my story.

On Sept. 11, 2001, I was in middle school. My mom woke me up that morning with tears on her face. I will never forget it: my mom, who is one of the people best equipped to explain tragedies, could not explain why she was crying to me. She just told me to come out to the living room. I was convinced that one of my grandparents had passed away. My father was in there, watching the TV with a look of complete shock and horror. He grew up in NYC. My sister and I sat there in a stunned, teary silence while my mother was whispering prayers and shocked comments.

I don't remember how I got to school that day. As we have family in NY, I was petrified that they were hurt or killed, despite my mother's reassurances that they were far away from the Twin Towers and wouldn't have been in that area. I remember not being able to speak to my friends and teachers. The school was chaos---we only listened to the radio for more news on the horrible events that were quickly unfolding. Everyone quickly learned that the drama teacher's husband was supposed to be flying that day and we all heard whispers that she'd freaked out and gone home until she received a call from him. (She did. He came home a few days late, but we were all glad to hear that he was fine.) I got home that day and we received a call from my aunt and uncle.

My uncle's brother was part of NYFD. He'd had a stroke a few years earlier so he was no longer on duty, but we all knew how he went to funeral after funeral---unable to speak about the men that he had known so well. Ever since that day, he's struggled with depression.


I will always remember that day. One memory that continued to follow me that day was when I visited the Twin Towers approximately 4 years earlier was how my sister and I were looking out of the windows, counting the taxis that looked like little yellow bugs. I have a fear of heights, and I kept scooting back against the wall after finishing counting taxis. I kept wondering what I would have done if I was in one of those towers.

I am not a religious person, but I am taking this day to remember. My heart goes out to all of the families affected by this tragedy: ones who lost families and families who have dealt with the blatant racism that arose from this tragedy. The families that lost members due to the war. To each and every person affected by this tragedy.

We remember.

Blog roll is finally up!

Hi all!

Since there are only a few other grad student/prof blogs that I read, I've put them on the sidebar here. Please email me if you'd like to be included.


Also, I should not be here for what is my 3rd 14+ hour day in a row. Soooooo tired. I'm so tired I'm not even hungry anymore. Yikes!

-BotR

Publication the second!

Hooray! Lab Mom emailed a paper out today that has me in a prime position. Very, very small journal. But still! My undergrad thesis is *almost all published.* And according to Lab Mom, she's still trying to publish more of my thesis/undergrad work.

And it gave me an excuse to give Lab Mom a call. :)

Now I have two publications! One high impact journal where I'm in the middle of the author list (from my summer rotation here) and one low impact journal where I'm second (after Lab Mom). Perhaps I should try and apply for NSF GRFP again? I got pretty good marks last time, and my project proposal would be even better this time since I actually have had a decent amount of time to think about it (also, a lot more people care about my project as compared to the other project---the broader impacts are definitely not so hand wavy as before).

Hrmm....

August updates.

For whatever reason, I've been stupidly busy.

My two projects have now expanded into three projects. My bench is a mess. In order to remember all of the things that I have to do every day, I have detailed EVERYTHING in my planner (even stuff like "autoclave more LB"). The pile of plates in my personal mini incubator has grown to a ridiculous level. My desk is piled with papers that I have yet to read. And my monthly goals list that I keep posted above my desk never seems to get shorter, despite the number of things I cross off.

I guess this is what it's like when your project is kind of sort of working?

My hours lately have been...well, for me, I think it's kind of brutal. I get in at 7 and if I'm really lucky, leave at 7:30. Usually I'm not lucky. Usually I'm in here until at least 8:30. More like 9:30.

But you know what? I'm still enjoying it. I definitely get tired. And cranky. And hungry (like I am RIGHT NOW). My (main) project is still really cool. And I am very, very excited to potentially get an undergrad in about a month! (Bossman still has to do the final interview.)

And I get to go home for Fri-Sun! Three straight days without lab? I'll take it. :)

Bravery.

I have been following Gabrielle Giffords's recovery closely, and this was an amazing/touching story.

Welcome back, Gabby.

Someday, I will write a good post again...

but until then, Feminist Nerd Win!

Also, a happy birthday to Lab Soulmate!

Summer is too busy.

Ummm, yeah. Haven't posted in awhile because...

my project is vaguely sorta working!!!

Also, I had a week long vacation. It was awesome. And then I moved. And then my parents came and visited.

Things are good: busy, but good. There's been some lab drama (a second year quit) but past that, not much.

How's everyone else's summer?

FINISHED. 1 year down...

4 more to go? 4.5? (Please no more than 5???)

I am so tired. But I can FINALLY start reading all the papers I've set aside for classwork/TAing. And FINALLY at least have enough time to sit down and try and synthesize some sort of research plan. And FINALLY troubleshoot some of the various things that have gone wrong. I've been doing just lameo preliminary handwavy solutions to fix this particular problem. Unsurprisingly, doing this has not completely fixed my current problem.

But done! Now no one mention quals until the summer's over.

Teaching portfolio.

Last Wednesday was my last class of GSU's "Teaching Wombats" seminar series. While not super useful, the prof was very nice and the only real work was showing up every week. Not a big deal.

However, as a closing note, the prof mentioned to us that now is a good time to start making a teaching portfolio. (GSU has all of the first year chem grad students finish their teaching requirements within the first two years, unless you're asked to TA a grad level course.) Teaching portfolio!?! Crap. I don't even know what that really means.

After a quick google search, Berkeley's career center comes up with one of the best descriptions. Of course, I now wish I'd had the prof I'm teaching for come in during my discussion section. Luckily, the prof who taught the seminar course did come in to see me teach. Hopefully she liked what she saw? We have a meeting later next week, so I'll find out more about this teaching portfolio deal. She said that we should save things like emails from students that thank us. Really? Is that actually a legit thing to put in a teaching portfolio?

Any suggestions out there for what to put in a teaching portfolio? What not to put in a teaching portfolio?

Just keep swimming...

In times like these, two different child-oriented stories always come to me:

"Just keep swimming!"-Finding Nemo
"I think I can I think I can I think I can..."- The Little Engine That Could


Oh goodness. On Wednesday, I will be completely done with my first year of grad school. Yay!!!!!! I am proctoring one final on Monday and taking two finals on Tuesday. I will be done with grading by Wednesday if it kills me.

But oh, the lack of sleep for the past two weeks. When it rains, it pours!

Awkward sauce.

Um, so Friday was fun. Golden Boy gave a beauuuuuutiful thesis defense. Man, do I hope I kick ass like that hopefully 4 years from now. And then we had a party.

I had a lovely time. This was the boyfriend's first official lab event, so it was nice that he's gotten to meet the coworkers. And celebrating instead of working is awesome. :)

But...so Bossman got tipsy and then proceeded to tell me to not get preggo because then I "wouldn't be able to spend more time in the lab." AWKWARD. First of all, I'm not discussing my reproductive choices with you. Second of all, this is a party. Lay off the lectures. I'm absolutely sure this was a bad joke that went worse (Bossman tends to have those moments), but please---no. This is not something I'm comfortable discussing with my boss.

I reacted as any person who is deeply uncomfortable would: I told him to quit staring at me. He continued on, realized it was inappropriate and he should shut up, and started making fun of me for something else (thank goodness).

But man, AWKWARD. I'm still grumpy over the inappropriate nature of the comment/setting.

When Bossman's not happy...

...everybody's unhappy.

Grumpy Monday around here today. Bossman's mood defines the mood of the lab usually. Today was not a cheerful Monday. Pretty much everyone got the "you're not working hard enough/thinking enough about your project" speech today. I think he's upset because Golden Boy's defending on Friday and he probably didn't get enough sleep.

Oh well. Tomorrow's a better day?

Uh oh...more weekend lab time?

Was in lab both days this weekend. Saw Bossman both days. Guess the three kiddos aren't keeping him home as much anymore?

Nooooooooooooooooooo


Curses, I thought this whole "I get in before the Bossman" and "I leave after the Bossman" thing was good enough.

I think the real problem is that he lives within walking distance of the lab.

Lab injuries.

To be honest, many other chemists do far more dangerous work than I do. As a bioinorganic chemist, the biggest constant safety issue that I work with is a Schlenk line that is too big for a hood. But yesterday was a good reminder of how dangerous a lot of the materials my lab works with.

Luckily, in this particular incident, everyone's ok. Let me start out with that. One of my labmates accidentally dropped a beaker into a base bath, which caused the base bath to splash onto her face (she was wearing goggles, thank goodness). Unfortunately, her first reaction was to swipe at her face with the gloves that had base bath on them, so even though a second or two after that when she shoved her face under water, she managed to burn herself. Luckily, nothing got in her eyes and I had my car with me yesterday, so I drove her to the ER. The ER staff was as slow as molasses, despite a call from the chem dept that we were coming and that it was a potentially time-sensitive issue. They didn't do much other than have her take a shower/stuck pH paper all over her face, and eventually let her go with a prescription for a painkiller/steroid. She's a little shaken, but it mostly looks like she got an odd sunburn and there won't be any lasting effects.

We had a really bad acid burn for a different labmate earlier this year (before I joined), but both situations were caused by accidents and compounded by instinct. It's just a frightening reminder that despite proper safety gear/training, our instincts as humans take over first before our safety training kicks in.

A year ago, I graduated. WHAT

Congrats to all the graduating seniors. I wish each and every one of you the best of luck.

Your first year out of college is incredibly crazy. You really, really comprehend how little money and time you have. How much you miss the friends from school. But you'll make new friends, and you'll deal with the money and time issues. And slowly, but surely, things will start to fall into place.

Here's advice from someone who was in your shoes a year ago: You will figure out everything. As the Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy states, don't panic.

Congrats to the class of 2011!

Reminder: I am still alive. Hooray!

I haven't posted in a really long time. Sorry. Life gets busy!

Since I last posted: my parents have visited, I ran my second half marathon with my dad, I've graded a midterm and written/graded two quizzes, turned in a bunch of hw, had a midterm and spent a ton of time with my labwork.

I am really, really looking forward to summer. CLASSES WILL BE DONE. NO TA-ING!

I still like TAing. As compared to 75% of the other people who came in wanting to be a teacher, I've retained the "man I wish I had more time to devote to EVERYTHING" spirit. Despite the fact that the weather is too nice for most of my students to show up for section, I love talking to my students. But man, trying to remember 115 student names---impossible. I've settled for remembering the students who actually show up to my discussion.

I wish I had more time to devote to lab, but meh. Classes will be done (forever? Unless someone makes me take more?) and I'll have two more quarters of TAing. And glorious summer is only a little over a month away.

And then I get to go on VACATION for a full WEEK. yayyyyyyyy

You know you have a rockin' boss when

you present him with data showing that a major part of your plan doesn't work and he makes you laugh, tells you to try again because it probably didn't work for a different reason, and proceeds to tell you that your idea was a good one.

Happy birthday, bossman!

It's not grad school unless

you're in the lab crying because you just wasted 2.5 weeks barking up the wrong tree at 11pm on a Friday night.

THIS IS IMPOSSIBLE.

Ok, grad school, I get it. I was feeling positive about you and then I realized that I cannot physically do:
a) my research
b) my classes
c) my TAing
d) my running
e) my dealing with my apartment water heater leaking all over
f) keeping up with literature
g) catching up with literature

I cannot. Do. All of these. Well. This week has been TA/apartment/classes heavy and I am getting so little done on research. This is ridiculous.

Also, NSF? I thought I was going to get actual feedback on my proposal. If you tell me that I'm awesome and then don't tell me how to improve so I can attempt to get funding next year, that's not helpful. At all.

Belated anniversary post!

Ok, so I've officially kept this blog going for over a year now! Wooo! *dances a little*

I recently went back and looked at the posts I was making around this time, and in celebration of me even making it this far, I'm going to make a list of "things I wish I knew this time last year."

1. You might think you're vaguely prepared. You aren't. At all. For anything: the classes, the TAing, the workload---even the lab you're convinced you'll join might not be "the one." Just accept it, and realize that first year is awesome in a supremely sucky kind of way.
2. Grad school likes to pretend that its bureaucratic rules always apply. Not true. Make nice with the first year coordinator, and you'll be able to take that super cool class that happens to be at the same time as the totally lame class that the dept says you have to take.
3. You know how annoying it was when people told you that "you'd make the right decision for you" when choosing your grad school/lab/classes/etc? It's true. Still annoying, still not helpful for decision making, but true.
4. If you haven't already, set up a feed reader for all of the journals you should be paying attention to. My google reader is filled with Science, Nature, PNAS, JACS, J. Bio. Inorg., etc. IT IS AMAZING. I just scroll through titles every day, star the ones that are relevant/cool looking and I now have a stockpile of papers for our lab journal club/lit meeting presentations. Plus, I sometimes send relevant papers to my labmates. Technology is amazing.
5. People skills are a wonderful blessing. Your labmates will love you. You will get along with your boss better. Your classmates will not want to throw knives at the back of your head. If you have people skills, awesome. If you don't, develop them. Now.
6. You will present/argue about science in class and meetings more in your first year of grad school than you did in two years worth of undergrad (even though I did this a lot). This is awesome. And terrifying.
7. Your first big, independent, feasible idea is the biggest high you can possibly have in this place. As far as I can tell. It's even better than things working.
8. Luckily, I've become used to failure. You have to turn it around though---I think what's been nice about my project is that the smallest successes have brightened my day. (This gel looks pretty---hooray!)

Anyone else have more to add to the list?

Spring break! Hooray!

Spring break is coming up! Therefore, I only have a third of a million things to do instead of a million things!

In this upcoming week, things I have to look forward to:
1. Monday morning meeting where I present my first-completely-by-myself crazy idea experiment to Bossman. Hopefully it goes well so I can get him to buy the stuff for this experiment.
2. I make myself do the experiment I hate twice.
3. Science demos with wee children!
4. Meeting the parental units of boy (nervous nervous nervous).
5. Figuring out schedule for classes/TAing. Currently there's potential conflict. One of the lecture days for the class I might be TAing is the same time as a class. But the prof I'm TAing for might not care about me missing one lecture a week?
6. Lab, lab, more lab?
7. Anniversary blog post!

But now, off to a brunch at labmate's apartment!

An ode to coffee.

Dearest coffee,

I knew you in undergrad. We met on a regular basis up until my junior year, when I figured out that both loads of stress and caffeine triggered an irregular heartbeat.

But now, my dear beverage, we have met again.

This quarter was the true beginning of a real relationship---not like the fling we had in college. I consume at least one cup of coffee a day. And while before, I only really enjoyed my lattes and cappuchinos, I will have you any way possible. Coffee, espresso, ridiculously sugary drinks that contain you---anything for my daily fix.

My mood is less than cheerful if we do not meet in the morning. By the afternoon, I am craving a pick-me-up. You, my dear friend, have kept me going during my 7:30am-11:30 pm days (and my normal 12 hour days too). And perhaps due to the fact that I am in a constant state of stress rather than intervals, you have not brought my irregular heartbeat upon me again.

Thank you for everything. Now could you please not cost me as much as you do?

Love,
BotR

Science demo ideas?

Oh, and as long as I'm on here, does anyone have ideas for science demos that are appropriate for kindergarden kids? Bossman's recruited me to do science demos at his son's school with the other first year in the lab (who, fairly enough, is not enthused about this extra work).

My current ideas: lemon as a battery, color changing "clock", glow in the dark slime, "elephant toothpaste", and colored smoke (if we can do it outside/we can scrounge up the materials).

Bossman is insistent on doing thermite. Which is super cool (hell, I absolutely still love that demo), but I am convinced we have the potential for half of our audience crying. I am secretly hoping that the department won't let him check out the stuff.

Therefore, we'll probably be doing thermite, but that leaves room for one or two more demos. Bossman has grudgingly approved lemon as a battery.

Any other ideas would be much appreciated.

Cheezits, while tasty, are not a good dinner.

Stupid SEC column (yes, I'm aware that's like saying ATM machine).

I'm here (again) the last one in lab (again).

Good thing I've started bringing snacks or I'd have to go get ripped off at the student store by lab (again).


WHY AM I STILL HERE??? This is my first year. I'm not supposed to get anything done anyways. I just want to go home. Or have a milkshake. Either would do.

LAME. Grumble grumble grumble more than 12 hours is not acceptable grumble grumble stupid inefficient first year grumble grumble.

Apparently my PI is as ridiculous as I am.

At group meeting after scolding us for spending too much money on things we are forced to spend to much money on, Bossman grabbed some cheezits, passed some to me and:

"BotR! Cheezit toast!"

Leans over and bumps his Cheezit against the one I'm holding.

Later he spent a good 5 minutes coming up with celebrity couple-esque names (ex: Brangelina) for the different sets of people working on similar projects.

Then he scolded us for our low batting average (number of reactions that worked over the number we sent for sequencing).

What??!?

Grading crunch.

When your wombats are being tested for their final on Wednesday, you try and get them back their reports lickedy split. This has led to me grading from Friday to today and I will hopefully be done tomorrow.

My new favorite sound therapy as I weep over their reports and how little they have figured out from me? Listening to Wait Wait...Don't Tell Me! on NPR.

Hopefully all this grading will allow me to study for my final on Wednesday. I've chosen the paper for my other class, so the prof just has to ok it. And the labwork parade marches on.

I think I can I think I can I think I can

Favorite wombat moment of today.

"Biochemist on the Run, I thought your email was so funny I almost made it my facebook status."

Oh, wombats.

Advice: Don't get really sick when in grad school.

So I got ER-level sick on Wednesday. This led to me taking Thursday and Friday off. And getting little to nothing done on either of those days. (I am back to 100% now.)

But you know what? That's ok.

I talked this over today with a fellow first-year labmate and while he asked me if I felt guilty about getting less shit done (yes), we both agreed on this fact: I have 4.5 years of grad school left. It's ok for me to take two days (yes, I did go in both days of the weekend) off. There is plenty of time left.

Also, people are very helpful when you use the phrase "medical emergency." The prof I TA for found me a substitute, the prof I owed a take home exam to gave me an extension, and my boss was completely understanding.

Crashing and burning.

I'm feeling burnt out. I can't give 100% to each aspect of grad student life still, and I'm not really even getting any time where I can be less stressed.

I do take at least one day off a week where I do less work. I refuse to go into lab at all on that day, and usually just grade or do homework + one fun thing (yesterday I went to a museum with the boy). I'm falling behind on my running schedule hardcore due to a slight injury/constant working. And lets be honest, it's more due to the constant working.

I'm hoping that it gets better soon. But since this irritating quarter system means that I have a repeating cycle of one week without midterms and then two weeks of midterms, not likely. I'm mostly looking forward to classes being done with (unless a fellowship requires me to take more) at the end of next quarter. TAing continues until this time next year.

Ok, here's hoping for less pointless, time-wasting experiments this week to make me feel better. There's nothing more discouraging than making slides for the weekly meeting with the boss and seeing how few experiments I actually did, let alone how little worked.

Missing my undergrad friends hardcore today. That one's not going to change anytime soon though.

Happy two days from half priced chocolate day!

I hope that you all celebrate in your own way. My way of celebrating Valentine's Day (making pancakes for a bunch of friends, whether I'm single or not...which is a good time to bring up that I have been seeing a fellow biochem first year) will have to be postponed until later this week, as I have a midterm Wednesday and an ongoing take home midterm for my inorganic NMR course.

Boo. Thanks, grad school.

And now, back to my massive pile 'o grading.

Favorite wombat fail of the week: When doing distillations, I had 3 flooded hoods due to wombat antics.

Fun.

Not going to lie, feeling pretty down right now.

I just returned home from the lecture for the course that I TA. It's a huge lecture hall, and it's late at night. Understandably, the lecturer for this course tries to grab the wombat attention by being a wee bit risque---not terribly so most of the time.

But sometimes, what he says just makes me really uncomfortable. Tonight was one of those nights.

He asked the wombats if there were any chem engineers in this course. One girl raised her hand. After asking her if she'd heard of a concept, he proceeded onwards in his lecture, occasionally asking her if she'd heard of other concepts. After the third concept, he asked her if she knew anything and if she was really going to be an engineer (none of these concepts were covered until today). Then he directly launched into a story about how home moms used to be referred to as "domestic engineers."

WTF.

First of all, you singled out this student and then implied that the sort of engineer she'd become was a "domestic engineer" because she doesn't know everything about engineering yet, which of course she should as a sophomore. Secondly, if you've already apologized to the whole class before due to your previous terribly inappropriate/sexually charged comment about a specific female student, why would you continue to push the envelope too far? Plus, he even stopped himself going, "I shouldn't say this." LISTEN TO YOUR DAMN SELF.

Maybe I'm the only one offended by the implication that this female student would have to be a housewife to be a type of engineer. But no matter his intentions---even though he clarified that he knew that statement was inappropriate---a student went home and probably is questioning her major choice right now due to his actions.

Help a biochemist out?

Are you doing mol bio or biochem or anything where you're trying to get a mutation to go into a genome?

We've got this system where we can easily get a plasmid with our copy of the gene with the mutation. However, we have to transform into a system where this mutated copy of the gene needs to get into all of the copies of the gene within the native system (otherwise we'll have 75% mutated protein and 25% wild type protein). We've already got antibiotic resistance as a selector, but cells that transform partially still grow. We've got another type of nutrient related selection. But we keep on getting not the full mutation back when we sequence it because our screening system isn't selecting for just the cells where the mutation is in every copy of the gene.

Anyone out there got some awesome ideas for screening? I'm looking and racking my brain, but this is not my field of expertise.

When the adviser's away...

...the grad students will work the same hours anyways.

In undergrad, when I went in on Sunday, there would maybe be one other person in there. Today when I went in (I usually work M-Sat as compared to Sun-Fri), 80% of my lab was in.

The boss-man is out all week, so looking forward to a less tense week that is *not* filled with grant writing. My project is still stuck on mol bio related stuff (ick---perhaps the most frustrating stuff to be stuck on as a chemist), but hopefully will move into the more exciting stages of growing/characterizing mutants within the next week. I am itching to no longer follow my grad student mentor around, but due to inherent trickiness in my protein, not a possibility. Sigh.

Though I must not be driving her nutso yet. We're going to a free yoga class together later this week with one of her friends from another lab.

Also, I seem to have collected a fan group out of some of my ochem wombats. A lot of them wish me good weekends in their emails/when they leave lab, a few found out about my half and ask me questions about that, and one of them hangs around until after lab and then she'll follow me back to my lab building asking for ochem advice/questions about my research and whatnot. It's all very cute. Though if they're hoping for points, my wombats have been severely disappointed. And with that, I'll leave you with one of my favorite wombat quotes from a lab report graded earlier this week, in which a major point of the lab was to learn about bumping and boiling chips:

Q: Why do we use boiling chips?
A: To make liquid boil.

It's true, wombat. That's why when making spaghetti I always include a boiling chip.

I'm not dead!

Guess what guys? I'm only *slightly* dead!

Just kidding. Sorta.

These past few weeks have been...ridiculous. Here's the lowdown:
1. The prof I'm TAing ochem lab for is a total jerk who is very good at wasting my time.
2. I got super sick with a major cold for the first week of school.
3. I'm working 6 days a week in lab, with a 7:30 am start time. My classes are at night so I don't leave campus until 8 or 9 pm. This is rather brutal.
4. I am in a love/hate relationship with TAing.
5. I have not read a research paper for weeks and I'm falling farther behind.
6. Ran my first half marathon with a time of 2:10!
7. My PI is submitting a grant on my project that is due at the end of this week. Since the other grad student on this project has been fulfilling all of his figure and rewrite related requests, I've been doing her labwork and mine. I am very glad for this week to end soon.
8. My first midterm of my x-ray crystallography class is tomorrow.

Unsurprisingly, I feel as if I'm doing a shitty job at all 4 categories of my life: lab, school, TAing, and running.

Even though I am stressed out, I still am vaguely enjoying all of this. For some reason.

Happy 2011!

Things that are mindboggling to me:
1. I have now joined a group. Whaaaaaaaaaaaa
2. Classes start tomorrow.
3. I'm TAing again for the first time since my two year stint of TAing in undergrad.
4. I already have too many things to do tomorrow.
5. My half is in 21 days!
6. How is it that people always want to meet at the exact same time as things that I have scheduled?
7. Visiting/interviewing potential grad students start up in a month and a half. Whoa.