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Thursday, October 27, 2005

More mouse pee 

I still don't get the scientist fascination with mouse pee. The olfactory system is very cool, but I have a hard time getting excited about it when the draw-in is a read-out of the molecular constituents of mouse pee. Such a bad attitude have I.

Well I need to get going. The maggots died a lot today, I don't know why. I can't find anything exciting to present in journal club because I'm tired of molecules and they are all about molecules. I'm very dazed today after staying up too late watching "The return of the fly." I have to watch it, obviously, but I fell asleep, once again, before finding out if the fly-man was re-integrated into a man or if he followed in the footsteps of his father and was squashed. It is interesting that he was instantaneously integrated into a fly-man when his father sloooowly developed a fly head and a fly arm. Mike M. in the lab pointed that out. I suppose Carin would say that there ARE some things about the movie that are just unbelievable.

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Friday, October 21, 2005

Happy Friday =-) 


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Thursday, October 20, 2005

The rig 

The rig is goin' down. It's it or me, and it ain't gonna be pretty. Hear that, RIG? Hear that?

I've heard that if I eat corndogs and pizza for many more meals in a row I will develop scurvy. To me, that sounds like a potential paper.

Gotta go murder some maggots. First a song I'm working on...

"Home, home in the lab... with maggots and mouse brains we play,
Where seldom is heard an encouraging word and you're depressed at the end of each day..."


It needs work. You know, so few people in the world get to eat popcorn with one hand and hold a dying dissected maggot in the other... I guess I am one of the lucky ones.

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Friday, October 14, 2005

Moth day 

I am a moth in a water trough. I was fluttering around zig-zagging this way and that way, not sure where to go or what to do, when I spotted a big interesting thing and decided to check it out. I stuck my foot in and 'sluuuurp' it sucked me in and for a little while I thought I was going for a fun little swim. Off and on over the years of floating in the trough I wavered between thinking I was still swimming in a fun little pool and wondering if I was really just stuck... until one day it dawned upon me that I was actually trapped in a water trough and I couldn't get out even if I wanted to. What then?

Some days I imagine that I love water troughs. Some days I just float and try not to think about where I am. Some days I have a flutter fit and try and get those wings out of there to leave the trough behind forever. Sometimes I talk to the other moths about the day we will all break out.

What is the best way out of the trough? Will someone pick me out? Am I going to find a wall I can actually crawl up to get out? Will I drown in the trough? How about this line: why am I in the trough? Am I supposed to defeat the trough? Am I dumb to stay in the trough instead of find the nearest wall and go back to where I came from? Why do I have a fatal attraction to the trough? Is the trough just a fancy collection pan for idiots?

Anyway. Today was a flutter day. It reminded me of the magical vines that grabbed Harry Potter and squeezed him until he quit struggling. The rig drove me to tears again, a sure sign of imminent insanity, quickly followed by the confirmation of insanity when maniacal laughter ensued with the realization that an inability to electrocute maggots drove me to tears. That's just weird.

Tomorrow will be a day of numb floating. I have been calmed by pizza, great friends, and a big mothy gripe session that really served no purpose and should be eliminated from the next fluttering frenzy. I hate the trough a lot, but as a wise Hee Jin once said: "If you hate it that must mean you love it very much." I did love it once, but I think I have to defeat it before I can love it again... and right now it is winning.

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Thursday, October 06, 2005

Bologna 

Eating bologna in the lab. Had it for lunch too, but for lunch there was cheese to go with it. It's chicken and pork, maybe chicken legs or gizzards and pig hooves all ground up and mixed with sugar to make this slabby thing that graduate students have to eat after a crappy day in the lab where no progress was made whatsoever, and coming off of a really creepy dream with snakes in it. There were 5-6 rattlers that lived in a tire swing, then a chopped up one in a pan, and finally a gigantic green python that was creeping out of a hole in the ground but I don't think it saw me. They were all located between the garage and the small arena at Kingston Rd. It beats Hannibal Lector eating my Bible study group.

I'm so not in the mood to blog. I stayed too late to see if Carin at least could poke my maggot, but all failed and I did not even get brother-boy's package mailed so the scientific flop is also a pathetic sister. Who cares? Nobody. That's not a problem because people shouldn't care about a crappy day in science because most of them are crappy and we have to stay when we can't think of anything else to do. I didn't even get chicken food. Sigh. What will my bad boys eat tomorrow. Scientific flop, pathetic sister, chicken abuser. I really really really really really want to go home....

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Eowyn

If I were a character in The Lord of the Rings, I would be Eowyn, Woman of Rohan, niece of King Theoden and sister of Eomer.

In the movie, I am played by Miranda Otto.

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