December 29th, 2010
June 26th, 2009
I had a very strange, vivid dream last night. I dreamt that I had just published my first YA fantasy novel. Or, maybe I had published it a few months ago and the world was just now starting to take notice. Anyway, I was in my apt, and I think someone else was there with me, and these two guys came in who liked my book (I think it was called "The Changeling"... original, huh?) Anyway, this one guy had drawn characters from my book and wanted me to sign them. It was my first autograph, but I didn't tell him that. Then a bunch more people came, and some of them brought food, which was good, because I didn't have many snacks. So we were all sitting around talking, and I was trying to get everyone to introduce themselves. Someone saw my organic chemistry book and I joked about being a chemistry grad student. Then I woke up.
I really would like to be a writer... I'm just afraid that anything I wrote would come out as some sort of cross of other writers. Until I have a really original idea, I think I'll hold off.
December 12th, 2008
December 11th, 2008
November 21st, 2008
|02:39 pm - Writer's Block: Crepuscular Drama|
I'm with Tracy. Yay! Cameron and I are going to see it tonight. And that is a Big Deal. We never go see movies in the theatre, except on the very rare occasions when we have free tickets. I think the last movie we actually paid for was The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe. What was that, a year ago?
I was considering making it a girls night and going with friends, but Cameron surprised me and said he wanted to "see vampires have sex." (yes I have read the book and I know this isn't what happens) Anyway, maybe I'll smuggle some popcorn and drinks in. I would take some of our chocolate covered pretzels, but I think they'll all be gone by then.
November 11th, 2008
House is on tonight! Yay! Is it a bad sign that my life revolves around House and Bones? I mean not exactly revolves, but I definitely take it into account when planning my evenings. So, bad sigh? Yes, I thought so.
In other words, I am at the lab. I have done the same experiment 3 frickin times today and yesterday, and it has not worked yet. I mean, it's a published procedure, and it's still not working. I don't understand. And I don't want to ask Andy for help cus then I'll feel stupid. I mean, I feel stupid anyway, but there is a point when you just have to struggle through.
Nothing is working. I feel lazy, but I'm not sure it's really that. Nothing is working, and I don't know what else to try. Tom (who is supposed to be advising me) says I just "need to keep trying until I find something that works" but nothing is working (which he thinks is strange), and I don't know what else to try, and I'm tired of using up (expensive) reagents and getting glassware dirty and having nothing to show for it. Like, nothing. I haven't had a crystal structure in weeks. Maybe I'm just a bad experimentalist. Sigh. So I sit here on the computer and try to learn things and end up getting distracted. Grr at computers.
I'm really not as depressed as I sound. I just need a breakthrough. I mean, then at least I'd feel like I was earning my stipend. Or something.
Thanksgiving is coming soon! Cameron and I are going to DeQueen, AR to stay with his grandparents and meet his parents. Last year, they bought Thanksgiving dinner from Walmart (!!!!), so I have deemed myself in charge this year. It will be fun. I think. Cameron is very helpful, especially around his family, so at least I know I'll have plenty of help with the dishes, etc.
I have this really yummy Trident gum that I keep on chewing, but then I have to throw it in the trash when I go work in the lab. It is sad. I need to stop chewing it.
September 16th, 2008
Sooo.... forgive me if this post is a little woozy, I'm waiting for the Nyquil to kick in. I don't drink caffeine much, but when I do drink it in the evening I have to take Nyquil or else I lay there half the night wondering why I'm not tired. I'm definitelly tired now....
The weather here is SOOO amazing. I just want to burst out into song everytime I walk outside. Seriously.
My chemistry is alternately frustrating and satisfying. I really need to get a bit more motivation though, and I could get soooo much more done. I feel like I'm using the word sooo too much.
I feel like I don't have any local friends anymore. It makes me sad. I mean I'm used to my Memphis friends being gone, but now Aubrey, Anna, Kalette, and Tara are gone too. And even the friends I have that are still here... I don't see much. I need someone to check in on our cats while we're gone next week though. Hmm. I need a friend. Andy will be in Barcelona, so that's out. I guess I"ll figure something out. It's strange that my closest local friend (besides Cameron of course) is a 45 year old German man. Oh welll...
I feel like the text keeps getting smaller as I type. Is that an effect of Nyquil?
We survived the hurricane, btw. It wasn't bad here. That cannot be said for Galveston or Houston, though. Sniff. Is it bad that I'm worried about the Galveston cruise port because I want to take a cruise out of there sometime in the somewhat near future? Assuming Baylor doesn't gip me out of money. They're good at that.
Yup the text is getting smaller again. Weird.
Going to Missouri next week, yay! Logan's graduating from boot camp (finally) and Cameron and I are going to camp and canoe down a river. And see Amy, his sister.
Cameron wants to go to Idaho and go hunting with his grandfather. His grandparents already have 5 freezerfuls of stuff, including moose meat from the 70's, so I feel like this hunting thing is unecessary (wow I can't spell that... slllleeeepppy) and morally wrong. I told Cameron I'm going to pray that none of them hit any deer/moose/etc. He was not very pleased. His only argument is "it's fun!." Hmmph.
I don't know what to think about the presidential election. Everyone is dumb but I can't bring myself to vote for Obama. So McCain it will be. If I bother to vote.
Good night and thanks for all the fish.
September 12th, 2008
The hurricane is officially coming to Waco. Well, it will be more of a tropical storm, technically.
August 24th, 2008
I had a very sad experience today. I visited the Waco public library. Now, I love libraries. I have very fond memories of sitting in various libraries, happy as a bug in a rug, reading for hours on end. I went to the Waco library because I wanted to get some fiction/young adult books that the Baylor libraries don't have. But as soon as I walked in, I wanted to leave. Firstly, it smelled like homeless people. I guess I more mean it smelled like body odor, but it's a very distinct smell I associate with homeless people. I don't expect a library to smell like roses, but.... yeah. I guess this is explained by it being downtown and Waco's high percentage of homeless people (seriously, I think other cities drop theirs off here. Or something). Second, the building itself was ugly. I know this is probably due to a lack of money, etc. The book selection seemed alright, but I didn't get to check any out because they have to mail me my card. Blah. Anyway, I guess I'm not explaining this well, but the whole visit made me sad. If I were a kid, I would not want to go there. If I were a parent, I would not want to take my kids there. Which is not how it should be. The end. I guess I'll stick with interlibrary loan. Maybe some of the other branches are nicer... we'll see.
The first day of school is tomorrow! I keep on saying that like it marks some big change in my life, but really, it doesn't. I'm taking one class. Other than that, research-research-research. All by myself, too, since all my fellow lab mates are professors and teaching classes in the fall. Which I suppose is good for them, but lonely for me. Good thing I have a boom box (isn't that a ridiculously strange sounding word).
I've recently been rereading Janette Oke's "Love Comes Softly" series. They really are enjoyable. They're like the Laura Ingalls Wilder series, but for grownups, and more Christian. Same feel, though. Despite the endless parade of cheesy titles (I'm currently on Love's Unfolding Dream), they are ridiculously enjoyable. Really I should be cleaning but that seems overrated.
Oh, in the interest of pretending to keep up with politics, I've been watching this. Rick Warren (He's a pastor of a megachurch who wrote The Purpose Driven Life several years ago which was ridiculously successful) interviews both candidates using identical questions.
June 27th, 2008
Want a quick way to kill your self esteem?
1. get a job in a chem lab
2. make sure said job involves lots of expensive glassware
3. proceed to be clumsy
::sigh:: I actually haven't broken much lately. I mean, the occasional beaker or two, but nothing big. I haven't broken a Schlenk flask (read: $100 or more) in months)
And today I dropped a vaccuum dewar. "dropped" is a big word for it actually. But it slipped, and broke. And realize, when a vacuum dewar breaks, it's an event. It's loud (due to the vacuum inside of it) and it's glass, and it goes everywhere. Thankfully it was in my hood and I had my goggles on. And it will cost several hundred dollars to replace.
At least my hood is clean now.