Monthly Archive for September, 2004

Belly full…

I generally get the cooking bug on a friday night. Unless we’re going out, I usually try to make something fun. Today I felt like cookies.

Under the guise of “my dietician said I need to eat more fiber,” I made some yummy oatmeal cookies, but substituted the walnuts for butterscotch and white chocolate chips. yummy!

I did go a little cooking crazy today, but it was a rough week. So roast pork loin, mashed potatoes, corn on the cob, and caesar salad, all washed down with a nice white wine seemed like a good way to end a crappy week. mmmmmm…feeling much better now.

No big plans for the weekend. some cleaning, maybe a trip to a mall (woohoo!). I still have to get pictures developed from my trip to Cedar Point, and I have to post on the recipe site.

Since it will be a lazy weekend, and not too many people will be blogging (pout!), again I ask…

Any questions for me?
Any recipe requests?
Any picture requests?

Have a great weekend!

It was a dark and stormy night

Actually just windy. And the power is back on, so hooray!

I tried to leave work a little after 5, silly me. Usually not a good time to leave on a good day, the line of cars waiting to get out of the parking garage stretched up to the top (7th) floor, where I was. After not moving an inch after 30 minutes, I figured that there was no way my car was getting out of there any time soon. Time to call in the troops.

“Kevin? can you come pick me up? please????”

“I suppose”

with all the traffic and downed trees, we didn’t get back until after 7.

starting to get windy and nasty out there again. I want to leave soon to go get my car!

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for your entertainment:

for those of you who don’t get cable, or who just can’t get enough of the Daily Show, John Stewart’s coverage of day 3 of the republican convention:

Zell on Earth

Proud to live in Georgia…

Ivan to go home!

It is very dark.

And windy.

And rainy. Not normal rain…scary-ass sideways rain that is almost a solid entity instead of drops.

And I am about to walk out of the building and to my car and try to drive home, where, kevin has informed me, we have no power.

Grrr…

Then again, no tv…no computer games…and no blogging? How will we spend our time? Whatever shall we do? hehehe… ;)

Grad school bitching

Well, Ivan is slowly making his appearance in atlanta. It’s rainy and windy. We’re not supposed to get the full strength (or what’s left of it) until late tonight. I hope everyone in blogville in his path comes out OK (drdave? you and the fam survive the night?)

The dreary weather is NOT motivating me to get to work (note the time…I’m not even dressed yet!). Of course, I have that luxury because the boss lady(SJR) is in England for a conference. AA is there for the conference, too, and don’t get me STARTED on that, since boss lady told us a LONG TIME AGO that she wouldn’t pay to send us to conferences overseas. and not ONLY is AA there, she’s staying an EXTRA WEEK!!! SJR TOLD her to stay an extra week, to enjoy herself.

Do you know how much grief I got for taking last week off? Do you??

I feel the resentment in me. I’m choking on it.

It doesn’t help that starting this new project has not been as easy as we’d hoped. She’s expecting preliminary results when she gets back, but I’m going to have to tell her that my Southern blot showed multiple insertions of the donor plasmid in each of my transformants. So I had to start all over. And I’m going to tell her this and I’m going to get THE LOOK, and the “you know you really have to get going on this, blah blah blah. You’re a 6th year now and you need to get something blah blah blah.”

And then I’m going to scream at her, because she acts like I’m purposely sabatoging my own project.

And then I talk to my mom, and she asks “have you met with your committee yet? do you know when you’re going to graduate? you know, we thought you’d have graduated by now.”

And allll this does is make me screw up more in lab, because of all the PRESSURE! Ack!!!!

I’m reeeeeeallly hating grad school right now. I know that’s all part of the process - bitterness and hate, followed by nervous breakdown, followed by the “fuck it, I don’t even care anymore” stage of actually writing the thesis.

blah! guess I should get dressed. maybe we’ll order thai food for lunch today…yummy!

I have succumbed…

I have entered the dark side. There is no hope for me.

Thanks to Fleecy-poo, I now have a Gmail account. Yay! The ultimate email geek accessory. Now all I need is an mini ipod and I’ll be styling. Styling like a geek.

Anyway, I changed my email link on the side to reflect the change. my new email address is:

evilsciencechickatgmaildotcom

The yahoo address will now become my full time spam email. I also have a yahoo account that is my main account crazy blog stalkers like yourselves will never know.

I have too many email accounts! Hooray!