1.13.2009

journal club

They blocked Twitter at lab because it's a "blog" type site, except they can't even manage to block Blogger, whose name explicitly says BLOG. Ugh.

I lurrrrrve my lab. My PI, my lab manager, and the fat Korean post doc whose name I'll try to learn by tomorrow. Ohhhhh!!!

So if white people wanted to celebrate a white history month... lost my train of thought with this one.

And now, time for some of my favorite Oscar-Wilde-isms.

"i never talk during music- at least, during good music. if one hears bad music, it is one's duty to drown it in conversation." This is what I feel when people try to talk over the music in bars- not because it's loud, but because it's bad.

"never marry at all... men marry b/c they are tired; women marry b/c they are curious; both are disappointed."

"when one is in love, one always begins by deceiving one's self, and one always ends up deceiving others. that is what the world calls a romance."

MMMM cynicism.

In other news I have decided to come out of my nest and be a social bird, i.e., have dinner/chat with Clare. When we're having it, I don't know, but I gave him a two-week window, so he can't accuse me of not reaching out and trying to be "friendly."

1.12.2009

ned devine

$1.88 per box of Quaker Oatmeal Squares! My day is made.

I guess I'll follow Janey's advice and keep culturing the mold sitting atop the surface of my blue/cranberry concoction.

Be sure to stay tuned to my parody of Janey's current photo series, the one where she just keeps taking pictures of herself.

Why must they run out of Muni passes in the middle of the month?!

Finally going back to lab tomorrow. Mixed feelings. Premonition that there's just bad news waiting for me. And a whole lot of immuno slides to quantify.

This random Asian girl is chatting with me on QQ. She somehow lives in SF and wants to befriend me? She's been trying to look at pictures of me, but I haven't posted any online for her to see. AHHH she's asking me to send her a picture. No thanks!

1.10.2009

zoo is sad, people are cruel

Decided to try listening to some Hong Kong/Chinese Indie pop bands. So I've become Asiafied again after hanging out with my cousins.

DEAR LORD SHOOT ME NOW. It's the exact same stuff that Drab or Clare would bother listening to, if either of them were Asian.

The Ginger Ale is what ailed me. It turned flat while I was gone, but I decided to try it. Still feeling nauseous after drinking it.

The dentist recommended that I get braces. I'm going to be old, with braces, in med school. Reminds me of that Sex and the City episode where Miranda gets some caviar, or whatever black crap that food was, stuck in her teeth. Damn that show!