I'm drinking instant coffee.

INSTANT. COFFEEI feel as though my insides have been desecrated ( Read more... )

...actually, I don't.

Microsoft Excel can fucking chew me. HARD.

I'm looking in the "Lucky Dip" folder.

God help me...

EDIT Ah crap. I'm onto "Lucky Dip 2"

EDIT the 2nd FUUUUCK! I should have called them "Unlucky Dip."

ARGH!!

Why brain dumb today?

Why?

Need brain to work while reading over completed Lit Review of DoomTM

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BLARGH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

ETA I think I'm inhabiting rin_tin_tin_'s world, where inanimate objects try to murder you: the back of my chair just ( Read more... )

( The *I read* meme. )

It's past 3am. I'm going home now. The oration can shove it up its arse.

The End.

EDIT Well, not quite. It's now 5.20 am. I'm home. I can't sleep. WONDERFUL.

Fucking stupid metabolism/sleep patterns of freaking doom...

I was entertaining the notion of participating in that "take-a-photo-a-day" thingy that insomnius is involved in (by the way, insomnius, don't be surprised if one of your random subjects attacks you one day. That guy looked menacing). Strictly speaking, I should have started it yesterday, being the first day of the new year and all, but the hangover said otherwise ( Read more... )

In the lab.

Attempting to make this real-time machine work just one more time.

Wish me luck.

Update

Well. That's it. It's kicked the bucket.

Time to go and acquire consolation foodstuffs.

I hate that real-time PCR machine. I hate it with a passion that a Frenchman could not match ( Read more... )

Some people have way too much time on their hands.

And he's a do-gooder. Wanker.

Back to analysing real-time PCR data which appears to have bent me over and sodomised me hard.