The Best of Intentions

Jan 25, 2010 20:01


  So … for all my good intentions with trying to post regularly, it’s been over a week.  Story of my life.  Actually, story of anyone’s life really.  I’m probably no better or worse than anyone else.  There isn’t a lot of point being sorry about it though.  I think it’s because I’m still not used to this kind of life.  I’m working increasingly longer hours, though admittedly most of it isn’t as intense as studying, and it’s taking me time to adjust.  It’s nice to have an actual proper weekend, where I don’t have to think about work at all.

Work is going okay, I guess.  I was a bit rusty today, mainly because the last time I did this kind of experiment was before Christmas.  I’ve been doing molecular biology work lately.  It’s probably much less stressful, because if you mess up the virology work, then you have killed a mouse for no good reason, but if you mess up this, it’s just that you are wasting your own time.  My teacher/supervisor/whatever is a good bloke, really friendly, but he isn’t the best teacher.  He has a tendency to tell me how to do things after I’ve messed them up.  Well, not messed them up exactly, but just didn’t do them right.  It’s the kind of thing where there are heaps of different ways to do it, but it’s best to learn properly.  This is the last week of my summer research, and honours starts next week.  It’s exciting, exhilarating, but also scary.  I bitch and moan about it a lot, but I’m actually having a lot of fun.

I got a bit distracted there for a minute, talking to Dad.  It was nice to catch up, but he has a tendency to rave on.  Maybe that’s where I get it from?!?

This is really sad, but I’m actually excited about all the new shows coming back to TV.  House, Grey’s Anatomy, How I Met Your Mother, Big Bang Theory, Two and a Half Men … okay, I’ve probably just revealed how much I love trashy TV, but I can’t wait.  House especially, because the last season was totally awesome, way better than some of the other recent ones.  And after all summer of crappy TV, I can’t wait to watch something decent.  I seem to spend almost all my time watching DVD's and stuff.  I’ve nearly finished watching season 3 of Dexter, and I think I’ll start watching season 5 of Grey’s anatomy now.  I really want to work out how to hook my laptop up to my set top box so that I can record stuff though, because some are on too late, or at the same time as something else.  I know you can do it, but I’m not sure how.

Hmmm, so what else to write about?  This is part of the reason why I don’t write more often.  I never have anything to say, and what I do have to talk about is so mundane and everyday.  It’s not really all that interesting.  Though it does help to clear my head.  I guess I should keep that in mind.

Trina’s still away.  I feel a little sheepish admitting this, but I’m totally jealous of her.  Hearing her talk about it, I was excited for her, knowing how awesome it would be, but knowing that she is there makes me wish I could travel too.  I’ve always wanted to travel, ever since I was about eight years old.  My top three would be Russia, Zanzibar and India.  It was just one of those things that, when I was working out my ‘life plan’ (ewww, how lame is that?!?  I reckon everyone has one though), that it was always going to be later.  I wanted to get my degree, and get a decent job and have money.  I know you can travel on a shoestring and all that, but I knew that once I started, I’d never be able to go back to studying.  You always want what you can’t have, isn’t that how it works?  At least that’s what we’re told.

I can’t believe tomorrow is Australia day.  I don’t feel all that patriotic.  All of this getting drunk, and eating snags, and being so Aussie, it feels so forced to me.  I think I’ll just crawl into my nice warm hole and stay there tomorrow.  I have a report to write, and so I think I’ll just stay in my jamys and not leave the house (ok, well, room).

Alright, I’m done.  I’m all out, and I’m bloody tired, so I think I’ll go crash.
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