so. tired.
and frazzled. so much so that it doesn't seem abnormal to be in the lab doing an experiment at 12:30 am on a friday night (Saturday morning?). I was up at 6 (trying) to write my thesis.
Post doc interviews are next month (on kind of short notice) so now I'll be spending September globetrotting and trying to convince people of my fabulousness when I'm not sure I feel so fabulous myself. and I really should be finishing experiments and writing my thesis.
I'm just exhausted. I may have just left the saddest little message on my sister's voicemail.
Post doc interviews are next month (on kind of short notice) so now I'll be spending September globetrotting and trying to convince people of my fabulousness when I'm not sure I feel so fabulous myself. and I really should be finishing experiments and writing my thesis.
I'm just exhausted. I may have just left the saddest little message on my sister's voicemail.