My post was stolen
So most of today I've felt out of sorts. I have a tonne of stuff to do, but none of it is needed RIGHT NOW! and I'm all bored and a bit stressed and when I finally got my act together and stopped reading blogs and went and did some actual work, the experiment didn't work anyhow, so I could have been answering Glowie's billion questions or enticing Michelle to run away with all the bloggy peeps. Today was just dragging. Usually I am annoyed at the clock for racing by too quickly, but today was utterly draggy.
So, I was about to post about this (and my ditherness on what to do with the rest of my life, which was a little over shadowed by going to lunch with some other coworker who are much more talented, brilliant, humble and have futures filled with promise compared to myself) and then my labmate came in and gave me a copy of her thesis (which I helped edit).
She included me in the acknowledgements in such a sweet fashion that my faith in my work is restored and I'm almost ready to forgive her for graduating and leaving me.
posted by Aislinn Sirk @ 4:30 PM
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If it makes you feel any better, my brother is 36 years old and just landed his first job in September as a Professor at Villa Nova. My Dad swore he was going to spend the rest of his life in a lab under someone else's grant until he finally landed that job. So see? You have something to look forward to. *grin*
It's things like this that make people want to run away with Michelle instead of me, isn't it?
So you are saying I have 3 more years before I need to get a real job right?
right?
Exactly. Yes, that is what I was saying. What was the question again?
LMAO at Bravie!
*feels Bob* Nope, not out of sorts. Maybe a little bit explosive and a lot bit sexy, but not really out of sorts! *giggle*
I think my description of myself was hot, not actually sexy.
But hey, I'll take sexy.
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