Dull stuff
Jul. 1st, 2004 02:12 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
bronwynrhSee, I've put a nice convenient header up there so you know what's coming. Aren't I just the sweetest li'l thing?
All the usual crap is still causing me much stress and anxiety. In brief, this crap includes:
1. Still-broken confocal microscope
2. Still-not-working-properly sonicator
3. Still-not-working bacterial matings.
4. Only partially successful clonings
5. An obnoxiously needy and dense home buyer (I'm trying to make him understand that AS IS means AS IS and that it's HIS house now)
6. My itinerant current life
6a. All my stuff is at Jeff's house, cluttering up his life, causing both of us stress
6b. All my cats are at Jeff's house, clawing up his body, causing both of us stress
6c. I am NOT at Jeff's house, although today for the first time I used the phrase "when I was home in Louisville". My absence most definitely causes us stress.
7. I don't have a job, and although I have been called for two definite postdoc interviews, the IP law firms have not called me yet. How long should I expect to wait? Gurdonark, any thoughts on this?
I spoke with my mom today and we were relating to each other about our respective stresses and frustrations. I will add that Jeff's job frustrations are often almost identical to those of my parents. What a great fit they are! Jeff, mom sends her love. Anyway, we were talking about our frustrations and decided that we are *this close* to saying "fuck it". I'd hate to not get my PhD, especially since the NIH would want their money back, so I'm going to finish. But at this point, I'm almost ready to just chuck it all when I'm done.
Mom and dad have a little dream of starting their own nursery business. Oddly enough, Jeff has a little dream of having his own business, too. Perfect, right? I don't know what I'd do in the hypothetical fantasy R-H business scheme, but I'd find something to do. Maybe teach at the local community college. Maybe try to get bronzed like my family by working at the nursery.
The hypothetical fantasy, if it came true, would bring with it a new set of stresses and frustrations. I'm not so naive as to not realize that. I am, however, thoroughly and completely fed up with life as it is now. My coworker Peiwei tells me that Chinese wisdom holds that the most perfect resolutions always come at the last minute, so I shouldn't fear. I hope Chinese wisdom is right. . . it usually is, as far as my experience goes.
The review is much closer to being finished, although it is still a work in progress. Bossman is back though, so we'll be able to collaborate now. He hates it when I call him Bossman.
Lori, I will see what I can do about pulling my music compilation together over my next couple of visits to Louisville. I assume everyone else is experiencing delays too, even if they're just delays of procrastination.
So that's it from me for now. Let's hear it for two posts in one week! Wow!
All the usual crap is still causing me much stress and anxiety. In brief, this crap includes:
1. Still-broken confocal microscope
2. Still-not-working-properly sonicator
3. Still-not-working bacterial matings.
4. Only partially successful clonings
5. An obnoxiously needy and dense home buyer (I'm trying to make him understand that AS IS means AS IS and that it's HIS house now)
6. My itinerant current life
6a. All my stuff is at Jeff's house, cluttering up his life, causing both of us stress
6b. All my cats are at Jeff's house, clawing up his body, causing both of us stress
6c. I am NOT at Jeff's house, although today for the first time I used the phrase "when I was home in Louisville". My absence most definitely causes us stress.
7. I don't have a job, and although I have been called for two definite postdoc interviews, the IP law firms have not called me yet. How long should I expect to wait? Gurdonark, any thoughts on this?
I spoke with my mom today and we were relating to each other about our respective stresses and frustrations. I will add that Jeff's job frustrations are often almost identical to those of my parents. What a great fit they are! Jeff, mom sends her love. Anyway, we were talking about our frustrations and decided that we are *this close* to saying "fuck it". I'd hate to not get my PhD, especially since the NIH would want their money back, so I'm going to finish. But at this point, I'm almost ready to just chuck it all when I'm done.
Mom and dad have a little dream of starting their own nursery business. Oddly enough, Jeff has a little dream of having his own business, too. Perfect, right? I don't know what I'd do in the hypothetical fantasy R-H business scheme, but I'd find something to do. Maybe teach at the local community college. Maybe try to get bronzed like my family by working at the nursery.
The hypothetical fantasy, if it came true, would bring with it a new set of stresses and frustrations. I'm not so naive as to not realize that. I am, however, thoroughly and completely fed up with life as it is now. My coworker Peiwei tells me that Chinese wisdom holds that the most perfect resolutions always come at the last minute, so I shouldn't fear. I hope Chinese wisdom is right. . . it usually is, as far as my experience goes.
The review is much closer to being finished, although it is still a work in progress. Bossman is back though, so we'll be able to collaborate now. He hates it when I call him Bossman.
Lori, I will see what I can do about pulling my music compilation together over my next couple of visits to Louisville. I assume everyone else is experiencing delays too, even if they're just delays of procrastination.
So that's it from me for now. Let's hear it for two posts in one week! Wow!
