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Today I actually started a reaction for MY project. My very own research! Sure, it's currently a bunch of steps to get to a known compound, but it's MY starting material, not someone else's. At least I finally defeated the reference recursion and made it to the beginning of the synthesis. There is nothing more annoying than looking at an experimental section and seeing "Starting material germawhatsis was prepared using standard techniques" and a reference. :p Well, I suppose that phrase and NO reference, but anyway. :p
I forgot to mention yesterday's brilliant "Other boot" moment.
Monday is TA day, which means I'm pretty tired by the end. Especially yesterday when things ran late and I was nice and let the students finish their write-ups in the hall instead of making them hand in an incomplete report. (They lost performance marks, but less than the value of the questions they hand't finished) So by the time I went up to my office (by "my" office I of course mean the office I share with eleven other people :p) to get my bag, it was almost six. The buses get a lot less frequent after six, so I figured I'd be waiting for a bit. I had my buspass in my hand and decided to get my MP3 player out while I waited. This meant that I had to go into my backpack to get a new battery.
Fast forward to the bus arriving and me reaching into my purse to get my buspass. Which isn't there. So I started taking everything out of my purse looking for it, but to no avail. I decided that I might have dropped it in my backpack when I was getting the battery, but it's not there either. By this point that particular bus had left and I was starting to panic a bit about whether I'd left it in the office or dropped it somewhere. Add to this worries about having to walk home in the pouring rain if I couldn't find it, and it wasn't fun. That was when I figured out where it was.
MY POCKET.
Really, the only way it could have been funnier is if it had ACTUALLY BEEN in my boot. :p
I forgot to mention yesterday's brilliant "Other boot" moment.
Monday is TA day, which means I'm pretty tired by the end. Especially yesterday when things ran late and I was nice and let the students finish their write-ups in the hall instead of making them hand in an incomplete report. (They lost performance marks, but less than the value of the questions they hand't finished) So by the time I went up to my office (by "my" office I of course mean the office I share with eleven other people :p) to get my bag, it was almost six. The buses get a lot less frequent after six, so I figured I'd be waiting for a bit. I had my buspass in my hand and decided to get my MP3 player out while I waited. This meant that I had to go into my backpack to get a new battery.
Fast forward to the bus arriving and me reaching into my purse to get my buspass. Which isn't there. So I started taking everything out of my purse looking for it, but to no avail. I decided that I might have dropped it in my backpack when I was getting the battery, but it's not there either. By this point that particular bus had left and I was starting to panic a bit about whether I'd left it in the office or dropped it somewhere. Add to this worries about having to walk home in the pouring rain if I couldn't find it, and it wasn't fun. That was when I figured out where it was.
MY POCKET.
Really, the only way it could have been funnier is if it had ACTUALLY BEEN in my boot. :p