We both know your heart's not in it
Hello again from Berkeley! There was a fire drill today! The annunciator horns in Stanley Hall are very polite.
"May I have your attention please!," they called. "May I have your attention please! A fire emergency has been reported in the building. While this is being verified, please leave the building by the nearest available exit or exit stairway. Do not use the elevators."
Happily I had just finished in the tissue culture hood, so I pulled my stuff out, took off my lab coat, dithered about whether to bring my laptop (I didn't), and otherwise did as the nice man said while the lab manager pulled on a reflective vest and a plastic helmet. Maybe there was actually a small hood fire? Something was venting white smoke at the roof level. In any case, the Berkeley FD showed up but we were back in the building in about fifteen minutes. It was a nice day.
For several good reasons, Los Campesinos! - We Are Beautiful, We Are Doomed has been on my headphones several times tonight. Though good reasons would be less relevant if it weren't so damn catchy. Seriously, I fucking love the production on it. Triumphant layers of guitars with screaming violins crashing in over cymbals FTMFW.
I taught myself the only way to vaguely get along in love
Is to like the other slightly less than you get in return
I keep feeling like I'm being undercut
Charlotte says, "It's more constructive than the one in Canada,
When you got drunk,
Ate loads of crisps
And threw up by a football pitch"
I know it is,
And really that's what worries me,
I feel like I should
Hurt.
...
I cannot emphasize enough that my body
Is a badly designed, poorly put together vessel,
Harboring these diminishing, so-called 'vital organs'
Hope my heart goes first,
I HOPE MY HEART GOES FIRST!
And we are beautiful,
We are doomed.
So I have like three weeks left in the lab. CRAP! Just starting to make friends with the not-mine grad students, too.
Anyway ttylz bai
"May I have your attention please!," they called. "May I have your attention please! A fire emergency has been reported in the building. While this is being verified, please leave the building by the nearest available exit or exit stairway. Do not use the elevators."
Happily I had just finished in the tissue culture hood, so I pulled my stuff out, took off my lab coat, dithered about whether to bring my laptop (I didn't), and otherwise did as the nice man said while the lab manager pulled on a reflective vest and a plastic helmet. Maybe there was actually a small hood fire? Something was venting white smoke at the roof level. In any case, the Berkeley FD showed up but we were back in the building in about fifteen minutes. It was a nice day.
For several good reasons, Los Campesinos! - We Are Beautiful, We Are Doomed has been on my headphones several times tonight. Though good reasons would be less relevant if it weren't so damn catchy. Seriously, I fucking love the production on it. Triumphant layers of guitars with screaming violins crashing in over cymbals FTMFW.
I taught myself the only way to vaguely get along in love
Is to like the other slightly less than you get in return
I keep feeling like I'm being undercut
Charlotte says, "It's more constructive than the one in Canada,
When you got drunk,
Ate loads of crisps
And threw up by a football pitch"
I know it is,
And really that's what worries me,
I feel like I should
Hurt.
...
I cannot emphasize enough that my body
Is a badly designed, poorly put together vessel,
Harboring these diminishing, so-called 'vital organs'
Hope my heart goes first,
I HOPE MY HEART GOES FIRST!
And we are beautiful,
We are doomed.
So I have like three weeks left in the lab. CRAP! Just starting to make friends with the not-mine grad students, too.
Anyway ttylz bai