I love my job. I love my bed. I love my bedroom. Come to think of it, I love my entire apartment, and living alone. I love my family. I love my friends. I even love the slight panicky feeling I get when I realize I haven't even begun preparing for the GRE. (Don't ask me to explain that one, because I can't; my best attempt at justification is that ( Read more... )

We has lab websiteI designed it on Firefox on a Mac, because I use a 24" iMac at work (yes, yes, I know, how ironic, to those of you who are Mac users and have had to listen to my incessant bitching for years; I am still adamant about owning a PC, but I admit that there are some pretty handy features about the Mac that make web design a fuck of a ( Read more... )

You know you're poor when finding out something costs two dollars more than you expected ends up being a deal breaker ( Read more... )

Yes. So. I'm in my apartment now. Have been since Saturday ( Read more... )

I signed a lease for my first apartment. I'm moving on October 1st. Tra la laaaaaaaaaaaaa

Still sad about fat mouse, and now also feeling guilty about being mean to cat, but little mouse seems to be alive. If she recovers fully I might buy another mouse to keep her company.

Today I had Mouse Training for work. Anyone who is going to have any contact with mice (even people who are just genotyping, like me) needs to take it. I didn't like the idea. I have pet mice and I am very attached to them. But I felt better when I was told it was a demonstration, with some hands-on elements ( Read more... )

Ain't feelin' so hot. I just upchucked jalapenos and salsa. I think I permanently destroyed my esophagus.
This BLOWS (if you'll pardon the pun.)

I love my damn job.
But I am always SO TIRED.

Ever since I graduated, I feel like a different person. I'm sure this is normal. It's how I felt when I graduated from high school. New beginnings! An opportunity to come off as something other than an angst-monger ( Read more... )

Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah