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Aug. 20th, 2004 04:31 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
bronwynrhI'm here, I'm alive, I'm procrastinating.
Enough about me, though. Congratulations to![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
tonya and hubby Mike, who had their baby yesterday. Baby boy and mommy are safe and sound and I hope resting happily.
Back to me, now. I went to Madison on Tuesday at approximately ass-crack-thirty, got there by 8:30am. Gave a very good talk (if I do say so myself) to an enthusiastic and inquisitive group. Went to lunch with the lab bunch, who were all a lot of fun, at the terrace of the student union. The Rathskellar is a very odd little greasejoint in the union that I remember well from the last time I was in Madison for an MPMI meeting in 2002. So it was a strange mix of deja vu and newness nerves. Came back to the lab and talked science and postdoc life with two postdocs, then the first-years took me for an ice cream break in the food sciences department.
Gotta love a school with a food sciences department - these people know good food.
Came back, chatted for a wee bit with the PI, then he took me too the airport for my 6pm flight.
That flight, as most all midwest flights do, was going to Chicago.
Operative term: was
Thanks to 'problems with air traffic control', which is airline speak for 'not gonna give you a damn thing', my flight was delayed by over two hours. That left my choices at two: Fly to Chicago late and sleep on their benches for an ass-crack-thirty flight home to L'ville, or pay for a hotel and stay in Madison for the night, and catch an ass-crack-on-the-dot flight to Chicago and get home by 10 something am.
I dunno, a night at O'Hare didn't sound too keen, since I know the food and bars and shopping and coffee all close early. So I chose to stay in Madison, even though I had absolutely nothing but my purse and my laptop and the clothes I'd been wearing since 4am.
I really was hoping that United would pay for the room, or at least my dinner, or at least give me a freakin' voucher for a drink, but no. I stayed at the Holiday Inn - please remind me never to do that again - for a night of not sleeping and listening to kids and women and slamming doors.
In any case, I got home and I'm finally feeling recovered. Now I have one solid offer (Iowa) and one not yet (Madison). So I still don't know where I'm going, and I still am feeling too distracted to write as much per day as I need to be writing if I ever want to get the hell out of here.
MOTIVATEMOTIVATEMOTIVATE
If you have any inspiring words, beyond huggles and mojo, send 'em on please. I'll be back in Bton for a few days starting Wednesday to run two more experiments and give Clay a run at editing a chapter or two of my dissertation. That's all I got for now. I'm feeling absolutely uninspired.
Enough about me, though. Congratulations to
tonya and hubby Mike, who had their baby yesterday. Baby boy and mommy are safe and sound and I hope resting happily.Back to me, now. I went to Madison on Tuesday at approximately ass-crack-thirty, got there by 8:30am. Gave a very good talk (if I do say so myself) to an enthusiastic and inquisitive group. Went to lunch with the lab bunch, who were all a lot of fun, at the terrace of the student union. The Rathskellar is a very odd little greasejoint in the union that I remember well from the last time I was in Madison for an MPMI meeting in 2002. So it was a strange mix of deja vu and newness nerves. Came back to the lab and talked science and postdoc life with two postdocs, then the first-years took me for an ice cream break in the food sciences department.
Gotta love a school with a food sciences department - these people know good food.
Came back, chatted for a wee bit with the PI, then he took me too the airport for my 6pm flight.
That flight, as most all midwest flights do, was going to Chicago.
Operative term: was
Thanks to 'problems with air traffic control', which is airline speak for 'not gonna give you a damn thing', my flight was delayed by over two hours. That left my choices at two: Fly to Chicago late and sleep on their benches for an ass-crack-thirty flight home to L'ville, or pay for a hotel and stay in Madison for the night, and catch an ass-crack-on-the-dot flight to Chicago and get home by 10 something am.
I dunno, a night at O'Hare didn't sound too keen, since I know the food and bars and shopping and coffee all close early. So I chose to stay in Madison, even though I had absolutely nothing but my purse and my laptop and the clothes I'd been wearing since 4am.
I really was hoping that United would pay for the room, or at least my dinner, or at least give me a freakin' voucher for a drink, but no. I stayed at the Holiday Inn - please remind me never to do that again - for a night of not sleeping and listening to kids and women and slamming doors.
In any case, I got home and I'm finally feeling recovered. Now I have one solid offer (Iowa) and one not yet (Madison). So I still don't know where I'm going, and I still am feeling too distracted to write as much per day as I need to be writing if I ever want to get the hell out of here.
MOTIVATEMOTIVATEMOTIVATE
If you have any inspiring words, beyond huggles and mojo, send 'em on please. I'll be back in Bton for a few days starting Wednesday to run two more experiments and give Clay a run at editing a chapter or two of my dissertation. That's all I got for now. I'm feeling absolutely uninspired.
