The dreams have begun. I had one about bleeding from my mouth and not being able to get it to stop. That's gotta mean something. Then, I had one last night that my thesis defense had been decided by my P.I. and was going to be TOMORROW. And, of course, I wasn't prepared, and I was upset b/c I wanted to do a good job and not half-ass it.
I got home real late last night, gorged on Boston Market and went to bed. Now, I'm stuck in lab again. I really want to get out and do some goddamn exercise, but the stupid columns are running like molasses. I have to stand there in the f*cking cold room and pull it through with a 1 mL syringe. And I have 35 mL. I'm freezing and cranky. I'm definitely not passing the flow-through a 2nd time. Screw it. Once better be enough. Stupid protein. It better not be degraded, or I'm kickin' it's ass. This better work!
Okay, sorry. Protein purification puts me in a bitchy mood. Plus, I'm majorly PMSing and can't stop eating chocolate. I feel like a fat hog. A good run would set it straight but I think I'm condemned to the cold room tonight. Dammit!
After my committee meeting Tuesday, everything will get better. Just gotta make through Tuesday...
Sad times!!
ReplyDeleteI am sorry that you are having the irritation and frustration of trying to get all of your stuff done...
and of course i am sorry for your pmsing, but that just sucks for all girls in general i am assuming.
hope things get better for you, and i hope you get that run in.