Must Be Love…
Lately, I’ve been having some separation anxiety.
Enter, my new boo:
Thursday, I thought I lost my baby. I was downright frantic and breaking out in a nervous sweat. I was back to carrying plastic water bottles and dirtying the Earth. Where was the Camelbak?! Luckily, I found it in my trunk on Saturday.
I’m trying to keep myself together – upping the H2O intake and what not. I was doing good with the whole workout thing. Last week I got in a couple runs and a 1hr Bikram Yoga session. This week? Only a run at the gym. Lately, I haven’t been leaving the lab until after 8pm. By the time I get home, I don’t usually feel like going back out to the gym. Yesterday it worked for me, but tonight I opted to stay in and catch up on Law & Order: SVU and CSI: NY.
I need to get my academic life in order. I was kind of down this week after recieving a rejection letter from the National Academies. Even though I was put on the wait list which is their honorable mention, I’m still disappointed. I wanted that fellowship. I don’t want to be in the same place in a couple of months, so I’m trying to clearly form the bigger picture surrounding my project.
On a positive note, my Evolutionary Genetics course is almost over. The only thing I left is a presentation of my written proposal and a couple more classes where I’ll listen to other people present. Easy enough.
Things in the lab are coming along at a steady rate. Too bad it’s a SLOW steady rate. Cloning has been kicking my butt the past couple of weeks, and I hope to work smarter, not harder over the next couple of days to crank out some results.
I still have not formed my committee. I’m all the way slacking on that. If I don’t get that in order I’ll find myself between a rock and a hard place when it’s time for my prelim. Oh, boy….