Sorry I haven't posted in a few days. Except for Sunday I have been working 16 hour days for a week. I am a wreck. I'm exhausted, my eyelids feel like sandpaper. My mind is numb. We have helium and I'M THE ONLY ONE WITH SAMPLES TO RUN. I've been running short (~ 4 hour) experiments all day, 8am to midnight and then I write a computer program for a long experiment to run while I sleep. Today should be the last day where we have helium (we ran out for awhile Sunday which is why I got stay home and watch baseball). That's normally a good thing. Except that my advisor wants a rough draft for a manuscript by Friday. I have an abstract and an assignment due for class on Tuesday. I'm suppoed to be writing my candidacy proposal. And oh yeah, I might be hauling five dumpster kitties to the clinic early Sunday morning for Spay Day. That's not for sure yet, they are officially filled up for this month, but my new connection is confident she can get me a coveted spot. I'm glad there are so many people who care about kitties, and maybe it would be best if I couldn't get in on Sunday. I already have an appointment to bring in five kitties for the annual Feral Cat Day event (you can bring in five kitties for free!). So definitely within the next month or so, 10 lucky kitties from behind the dumpster will have their sex organs removed. I'm sure you'll be hearing more about that.
And baseball? I don't wanna talk about it.