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This week can be characterized pretty accurately by this series of events:
It began whilst checking my email and simultaneously explaining an aspect of the comp paper to a fellow biochemist. Discussing structures and kinetics took a backseat to the APO request for meeting-time excuses.
Instead of firing off an email, "I'll be taking the comp," I composed a three-stanza poem explaining what would be going on in my life during the meeting and after. Five minutes. Click send.
Back to making flashcards for structures of interest, memorizing kinetics highlights.
The girls in the next study room are playing Christmas music, loudly.
Needless to say, this has been a fucking insane and disjointed week. But tomorrow night there will be drinking. Oh, the drinking.
It began whilst checking my email and simultaneously explaining an aspect of the comp paper to a fellow biochemist. Discussing structures and kinetics took a backseat to the APO request for meeting-time excuses.
Instead of firing off an email, "I'll be taking the comp," I composed a three-stanza poem explaining what would be going on in my life during the meeting and after. Five minutes. Click send.
Back to making flashcards for structures of interest, memorizing kinetics highlights.
The girls in the next study room are playing Christmas music, loudly.
Needless to say, this has been a fucking insane and disjointed week. But tomorrow night there will be drinking. Oh, the drinking.