I am at college practising my talk in a huge empty room. It's scary ( Read more... )

Also, if you're wondering what I'm doing up at 8.30 in the morning, I'm having "fun" with Powerpoint. Usually I'd use OpenOffice, but for the presentation I'm giving on Thursday, I'm "not allowed" to plug my laptop in to their projector as it will take too long for each student's laptop to be connected and disconnected. So I have to transfer my ( Read more... )

...Rather than teaching themselves from textbooks like I did.

I need to talk about the gene located at 4p16.3 in human chromosomes.

I vaguely recall reading somewhere that when you read out a gene locus, you don't say "4 p sixteen point 3" but instead "4 p one six point 3". Is that right?

I don't want to make a fool of myself in this talk!

Does anyone know roughly how long a 10 minute talk should be in terms of word count ( Read more... )

Anyone want to see Def Leppard & Mötley Crüe tomorrow?

Sodding coursework that expands to more-than-fill the time available :(

On Friday, it it was bothering me that not only was I not getting on with my college work, I wasn't panicked about how far behind I am. Yesterday, I went out and bought a goddamned lightbox. Since I got the lightbox, my ability to concentrate has come back ( Read more... )

I wish I knew what was wrong with me. I have a deadline for my literature report of Thursday 15th December. But I haven't managed to get any work done on it in weeks. No concentration span at all ( Read more... )

Back home now. Haven't exactly been keeping up either with livejournal or the real-world news. (American news is full of people I've never heard of and very little about the world outside the US).

Tuesday night dinner was at Blockheads, a typical American Tex-Mex, but one that knew what vegans are. I get Mexican food when I'm in Seattle at the ( Read more... )

Dear gods, I am going insane. Whose stupid idea was it to bring myself to New York even though I haven't finished my coursework, on the basis that I can do my work anywhere? ARGH!

( Moaning about my dear family, feel free to skip. )

Dear uterus,

Please fuck off. Now is not a good time for pain. Have literature report to do. Thanks!

No love,
h-l (who came into London today without a supply of dihydrocodeine).