A date only gravity can defy
It has been an interesting week in my life. So here's the rundown.
I purchased a Jeep. A second hand one of course. It is the dream car I have always wanted, but as usual, once you own the dream you can see some of its 'special qualities.' Still, it has been quite amusing, albeit costly. The costly part sucks though, because.
My scholarship runs out in February. I had naively hoped that might be able to wrangle a six month extension on to it. Alas, no. My life as a hobo is slated to begin earlier than planned. All this because I am starting medicine. What a cruel punishment!
I had this financial execution delivered to me at my annual review earlier this week. It was fine, but they painted me a timeline where I have to have my thesis submitted by August. Hmmm. Hmmm, the irony is. If i submit my PhD, and qualify for a higher degree. I make myself ineligible for government support, namely AuStudy. Although its a modest $10,000 a year. That's $40000 I'll forgo over the course of a medical degree. Or, the equivalent of two years of PhD student wages...
It is fair to say, the implications of my actions have finally hit home.
Anyone want to buy a kidney?
The other thing that happened in the lab this week, was a centrifuge destroying itself. One of the new girls in the lab set a centrifuge going without a bucket in the rotor, causing it to be imbalanced. This caused the whole rotor arm to fly and dislodge the central mechanism. Although I wasn't in the lab at the time. Anything that routinely spins up to 4000rpm getting lose generally makes a fair bit of noise and is generally considered a health hazard. Fortunately, unlike some other extreme incidents where people have been killed by flying rotors. Everything stayed within the armoured shell of the machine.
Now obviously, it shouldn't have happened. We all know how to balance a centrifuge, but on occasion ditzy moments can occur. Now the school safety guy is making a big deal out of it and no doubt, we will be forced to go to a lecture and another set of signs about safety will appear in the lab.
Oh for the bad old days!
I purchased a Jeep. A second hand one of course. It is the dream car I have always wanted, but as usual, once you own the dream you can see some of its 'special qualities.' Still, it has been quite amusing, albeit costly. The costly part sucks though, because.
My scholarship runs out in February. I had naively hoped that might be able to wrangle a six month extension on to it. Alas, no. My life as a hobo is slated to begin earlier than planned. All this because I am starting medicine. What a cruel punishment!
I had this financial execution delivered to me at my annual review earlier this week. It was fine, but they painted me a timeline where I have to have my thesis submitted by August. Hmmm. Hmmm, the irony is. If i submit my PhD, and qualify for a higher degree. I make myself ineligible for government support, namely AuStudy. Although its a modest $10,000 a year. That's $40000 I'll forgo over the course of a medical degree. Or, the equivalent of two years of PhD student wages...
It is fair to say, the implications of my actions have finally hit home.
Anyone want to buy a kidney?
The other thing that happened in the lab this week, was a centrifuge destroying itself. One of the new girls in the lab set a centrifuge going without a bucket in the rotor, causing it to be imbalanced. This caused the whole rotor arm to fly and dislodge the central mechanism. Although I wasn't in the lab at the time. Anything that routinely spins up to 4000rpm getting lose generally makes a fair bit of noise and is generally considered a health hazard. Fortunately, unlike some other extreme incidents where people have been killed by flying rotors. Everything stayed within the armoured shell of the machine.
Now obviously, it shouldn't have happened. We all know how to balance a centrifuge, but on occasion ditzy moments can occur. Now the school safety guy is making a big deal out of it and no doubt, we will be forced to go to a lecture and another set of signs about safety will appear in the lab.
Oh for the bad old days!