daily mass and other random thoughts
today my boss told me that i needed to go to the noontime daily mass sometime. not because she thinks that i'm unholy or that i need to be holier.. but apparently because there's a guy that goes to daily mass she thinks i should meet. he goes to vanderbilt business school, and 6 pm mass on sunday night, but apparently i wouldn't notice him during sunday mass, requiring that i go to daily mass to notice him. but i think she probably freaked him out because she told me that i shouldn't associate with her when i go to daily mass if i wanted to meet him. i don't know that she knows what his name is or how old he is, but maybe he bears a striking resemblence to colin firth, in which case i'm all in. i thought it was kinda funny that she's gotten into matchmaking us, but she seems to be entertained by the idea of any of the other females who work in lab getting married and having children. anyway, while i'm entertained by the prospect, i thought it'd probably be bad just to go to daily mass to see if business school guy is there. i mean there are lots of things to pray for, but it wouldn't be sincere... and God wouldn't appreciate that very much.
i like living alone in my apartment. it was nice to have a roommate for a month, because then i wasn't lonely, but i like having the freedom to walk around scantily clad... or rather... run around scantily clad to answer the phone, and leaving my clothes all over the place, and leaving the dishes in the sink without feeling guilty, because i can deal with my own mess... but i'd feel bad about making other people deal with my mess. that's just rude.
for those of you wondering about darcy... i have half a mind to fly to england and punch colin firth in the face. not that i'd actually do that. because knowing myself i'd probably physically melt if i was close enough to colin firth to punch him in the face. i mean, i got all silly girly when the irish boy in dance class asked me what time it was, i can't imagine how much nuttier i would be if i met englishman i'm slightly obsessed with. anyway, the task is to gather enough darcy protein to be able to give to the chemistry guy to sequence (with amazing mass spectrometry). so when i grew 5 bigass plates of cells, i could see it with a specific staining technique (silver stain)... when i grew 15 bigass plates of cells, i couldn't see it at all... twice... oh, but the silver stain that i did today... with samples from the 2nd 15 bigass plate experiment that supposedly didn't work... it was there.. jerk. there's something amok... oh.. and for those scientifical people out there... darcy really is an acronym... sort of forced, but it works... are you ready?? Dubious Antibody Recognizes Cross-reacting entitY ... i figured i could call it darce if someone got really picky... but it's probably a protein that someone's already discovered, so we just have to figure out what it is. which also means that i can't name it, because it probably already has a name.
i'm becoming a godmother on sunday =) my cousin has a child... actually 2, but the newest one is going to be my godson. actually, technically, my brother's godson... and i'm the proxy. but in filipino it still makes me the "ninang" ... and he (the baby) becomes my "inaanak" ... proxies are the reason that i have 8 godparents. maybe just 6 ... yeah 6.
my grandma turned 90 yesterday! =D my mom had a party, to which i received an invitation. in the mail. the weird thing is, i didn't really know any details about the party until i received the invitation. i don't know how i feel about that. anyway, grandma is doing really well and is currently on her way to the philippines. i think she gambled most of the night on saturday, i'm not sure how successful she was... sometimes she wins and sometimes she loses... i don't know if they'd be nice to her just because it was her birthday. she's still going strong, and i hope it stays that way for a long time to come. =)
ok.. enough typing...
stinee
i like living alone in my apartment. it was nice to have a roommate for a month, because then i wasn't lonely, but i like having the freedom to walk around scantily clad... or rather... run around scantily clad to answer the phone, and leaving my clothes all over the place, and leaving the dishes in the sink without feeling guilty, because i can deal with my own mess... but i'd feel bad about making other people deal with my mess. that's just rude.
for those of you wondering about darcy... i have half a mind to fly to england and punch colin firth in the face. not that i'd actually do that. because knowing myself i'd probably physically melt if i was close enough to colin firth to punch him in the face. i mean, i got all silly girly when the irish boy in dance class asked me what time it was, i can't imagine how much nuttier i would be if i met englishman i'm slightly obsessed with. anyway, the task is to gather enough darcy protein to be able to give to the chemistry guy to sequence (with amazing mass spectrometry). so when i grew 5 bigass plates of cells, i could see it with a specific staining technique (silver stain)... when i grew 15 bigass plates of cells, i couldn't see it at all... twice... oh, but the silver stain that i did today... with samples from the 2nd 15 bigass plate experiment that supposedly didn't work... it was there.. jerk. there's something amok... oh.. and for those scientifical people out there... darcy really is an acronym... sort of forced, but it works... are you ready?? Dubious Antibody Recognizes Cross-reacting entitY ... i figured i could call it darce if someone got really picky... but it's probably a protein that someone's already discovered, so we just have to figure out what it is. which also means that i can't name it, because it probably already has a name.
i'm becoming a godmother on sunday =) my cousin has a child... actually 2, but the newest one is going to be my godson. actually, technically, my brother's godson... and i'm the proxy. but in filipino it still makes me the "ninang" ... and he (the baby) becomes my "inaanak" ... proxies are the reason that i have 8 godparents. maybe just 6 ... yeah 6.
my grandma turned 90 yesterday! =D my mom had a party, to which i received an invitation. in the mail. the weird thing is, i didn't really know any details about the party until i received the invitation. i don't know how i feel about that. anyway, grandma is doing really well and is currently on her way to the philippines. i think she gambled most of the night on saturday, i'm not sure how successful she was... sometimes she wins and sometimes she loses... i don't know if they'd be nice to her just because it was her birthday. she's still going strong, and i hope it stays that way for a long time to come. =)
ok.. enough typing...
stinee