It's Monday, 10:30, I've already had 2 martinis and a nice dinner. Things are good.
Yesterday I had one of those really annoying grad school kinda days. I figured "Oh, I'll just pop in the lab for an hour or two, finish my grant, then go hang out with friends for a while." That was at 1PM. At 3AM, I finally finished my grant and left the lab. So no hanging out. As a result, however, I've decided to take tomorrow off and lounge around. I'm looking forward to it.
Sending the grant off was less of a feeling of victory and more of a feeling of relief. Now I get to wait for 5 months before I find out if I get it. Only the government would tell people that they absolutely have to get something in by December 5 (notice how it's the 8th and I just mailed mine today) so that it can sit in a room for 3 months without anyone looking at it. Oh well, I guess I'm not in a position to make the rules yet. One day, when I'm overlord, I'll change them all. But that day has yet to come.
I'm resisting the urge to try and write something pseudo-profound like yesterday, because I've had just enough to drink to think that I'm smart, but too much to actually be so. While it might be amusing to read tomorrow... I'll spare the rest of the world my drunken ravings.
I called V. yesterday to say what's up and ask her if she wants to go to a play that I got tickets for on Thursday. Got her voicemail, and am waiting to hear back from her. I hate waiting, but such is life.
OK, I think I'm off to hang out with my lesbian friends and go out to another bar. God only knows why I'll put myself in a situation where there is literally a 0% probability of meeting a girl, but I continue to torture myself. And they're so much damned fun.
Until tomorrow....
Yesterday I had one of those really annoying grad school kinda days. I figured "Oh, I'll just pop in the lab for an hour or two, finish my grant, then go hang out with friends for a while." That was at 1PM. At 3AM, I finally finished my grant and left the lab. So no hanging out. As a result, however, I've decided to take tomorrow off and lounge around. I'm looking forward to it.
Sending the grant off was less of a feeling of victory and more of a feeling of relief. Now I get to wait for 5 months before I find out if I get it. Only the government would tell people that they absolutely have to get something in by December 5 (notice how it's the 8th and I just mailed mine today) so that it can sit in a room for 3 months without anyone looking at it. Oh well, I guess I'm not in a position to make the rules yet. One day, when I'm overlord, I'll change them all. But that day has yet to come.
I'm resisting the urge to try and write something pseudo-profound like yesterday, because I've had just enough to drink to think that I'm smart, but too much to actually be so. While it might be amusing to read tomorrow... I'll spare the rest of the world my drunken ravings.
I called V. yesterday to say what's up and ask her if she wants to go to a play that I got tickets for on Thursday. Got her voicemail, and am waiting to hear back from her. I hate waiting, but such is life.
OK, I think I'm off to hang out with my lesbian friends and go out to another bar. God only knows why I'll put myself in a situation where there is literally a 0% probability of meeting a girl, but I continue to torture myself. And they're so much damned fun.
Until tomorrow....
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