OK, I have a serious lack of interesting things to post about here. Because on a scale of 1 to 10, my stress level has reached about a 16.4. It’s hard to post something entertaining or thoughtful or dirty when I’m one dropped ependorf tube away from stabbing someone in the eye with […]
Archive for the 'on the teeveeee' Category
beating my muse to death with a thermocycler
Published July 6th, 2006 in rants, science! and on the teeveeee. 8 CommentsAm I starting to repeat myself as a blogger? I’d hate to think I’m becoming the grandma of blogland.
YES, Gramma, we HEARD that story before.
I may have posted this next thing before.
But once again, I saw the plastic surgery show where a transexual got boobies. Always when someone on the show gets boobies, […]
I’m watching a special on public television about kids with cancer, and it’s killing me. there is a kid named Justin who is just reminding me so much…
why am I watching this? seriously. I should be watching food network.
I should be packing.
cleaning.
I hope Justin makes it. and little alex.
oh shit. there’s a […]
slimey yet satisfying???
Published June 13th, 2006 in rants, food, conversations and on the teeveeee. 9 CommentsOne of the post-docs in the lab is from Korea, and I am continuously horrified at some of the stuff she has professed to enjoy eating.
I thought maybe I could gross even HER out today.
ESC: Hey, so I was watching this show called “no reservations with anthony bourdain,” where he’s this cynical, alcoholic chef who […]
I’m sure you’re all just sick to death of my home improvement woes. I will switch the subject briefly.
I have become obsessed…OBSESSED! with these news shows that set up sting operations to catch online sexual predators. It is frighteningly fascinating. If you’ve been living in a hole, or your tv is permanently […]
Did I say that we were actually going to do more work on sunday? Because what I SHOULD have said was “on sunday, we’re going to lay around the house, moaning about back and leg pain.” because that’s exactly what we did. The only productive thing I did was make a cake […]
