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This is a true indication of the pitiful state of which I am at at work. I have absolutely nothing to do, so I am updating my LJ. I was supposed to do an experiment with these cells, but turns out they're dead. Plan B also failed due to the fact that I was supposed to have samples 1-24, but I was missing 9, 13, 8, and 20, and samples 3, 4, 6, 12, 18, and 22 had two tubes labled with their numbers. So I'm sitting here, waiting for my media to warm up so I can passage the cells which takes about 10 minutes tops. After that I could either 1) ask random people if they need me to do anything 2) read Anna Karenina 3) just leave and not tell anyone. I could encompass both 2 and 3 if I took Anna Karenina with me as I causally wondered out of the lab. I think I'll go to a nearby park and swing. Or maybe go for a walk.
Although rather vague and slightly inarticulate I can best some up my feelings since I've been home in one sentance: I feel good. I feel closer to God than I have in a long time. I don't have any desire to drink or be around drinking or other collegesk foolishness. Yes it's fun to get drunk, and yes the "do what feels good" mentality does as the name implies, makes you feel good, but it's a superficial happiness. If the basis of your life is lived from one day to the next, simply seeking a thrill, pushing important philosophical and spiritual questions out of your mind, then when problems arise, you have no basis with which to deal. It's not as if you won't be happy doing whatever feels good, you will...until God craps on your head. If you don't have a strong spiritual basis in something, for me it's God, then you cannot adaquately cope with life's crises. But even if something significant does not happen in your life, the happiness you feel only dwells on the surface. It's impossible to explain, but I feel this overwhelming contentment, not like the kind you get when you find out asian vegetable soup is in the caf for or you lost 5 pounds, but something that encompasses my whole being. It's hard to explain, and I don't know why I tried. But I feel good, and I like it.
p.s. awkward moment of the week: I was at my friend jessica's, and she said "what are you doing tomorrow?" and i instinctively replied "your mom" as her mom was standing right next to us.
Although rather vague and slightly inarticulate I can best some up my feelings since I've been home in one sentance: I feel good. I feel closer to God than I have in a long time. I don't have any desire to drink or be around drinking or other collegesk foolishness. Yes it's fun to get drunk, and yes the "do what feels good" mentality does as the name implies, makes you feel good, but it's a superficial happiness. If the basis of your life is lived from one day to the next, simply seeking a thrill, pushing important philosophical and spiritual questions out of your mind, then when problems arise, you have no basis with which to deal. It's not as if you won't be happy doing whatever feels good, you will...until God craps on your head. If you don't have a strong spiritual basis in something, for me it's God, then you cannot adaquately cope with life's crises. But even if something significant does not happen in your life, the happiness you feel only dwells on the surface. It's impossible to explain, but I feel this overwhelming contentment, not like the kind you get when you find out asian vegetable soup is in the caf for or you lost 5 pounds, but something that encompasses my whole being. It's hard to explain, and I don't know why I tried. But I feel good, and I like it.
p.s. awkward moment of the week: I was at my friend jessica's, and she said "what are you doing tomorrow?" and i instinctively replied "your mom" as her mom was standing right next to us.