You know you're homesick when you look up "En mi viejo San Juan." This needs to stop before I start crying and believing that destiny is real.
I might have some updates coming up later. I do wish to report that last night's attempt at making eggplant parmagiana was SUCCESSFUL. I sent a picture of it to Mami, so she knows that I'm eating well.
I've also delayed doing my laundry to a ridiculous extent. maybe it'll happen TONIGHT.
I have updates. I am determined to chronicle my life INCESSANTLY.
Wednesday, July 28, 2010
Tuesday, July 20, 2010
True Blood
Clearly, if someone scoffs at you for watching True Blood, that person is not worthy of your attention. And entirely worthy of ridicule for liking Miley Cyrus.
Friday, July 16, 2010
Too many carrots make your hands yellow
Despite my better judgement, I got a peapod order last night. Is it so bad to have food? Of course not. Now I have meat (mmm) and veggies and fruit and Ben and Jerry's (yum). But I also have a lot of some things, such as carrots and cucumbers. I'm thinking of possibly making this:
Carrot-Cucumber Calming Juice
(One 8-ounce juice)
The combination of carrot and cucumber is naturally cooling and soothing. This is good after a stressful day.
4 carrots
1/2 cucumber
Trim the stems off the carrots if they're not organic and cut the carrot into smaller pieces. Cut the cucumbers into quarters and strips. Process it all in the juicer.
Seems easy enough, right? My main concern is that all of a sudden all the food will start to rot, my roommate will be angry, and then we'll be *tense*. I don't want that, do you? So, my goal for this weekend is to make good use of my produce. That means I'll be cooking *looks around*...*sees empty lab*...I'll be cooking in my apartment, guys! Not in lab! No need to run away!
So I must confess that today has involved the inhalation of some not nice fumes (read: methanol, ammonium sulfate, acetic acid). I blame these for my silliness.
As some (or just one) of you may know, I got a haircut last night. It sits on my shoulders now, and it's kind of flippy. It was a nice way to end the day after I (potentially) lost data for four trials of my experiment. I'm starting to get very worried that for my entire summer, I won't have data. I don't want to repeat this experiment right away since it's incredibly time consuming, and it's also very lonely. I have to sit in the instrumentation center by myself with no form of entertainment for 2-3 hours at a time. The only accompaniment is the depressurizer (?) that goes off every two minutes. Sometimes, I pippette droplets of water onto a penny to see how many it will hold. There really isn't too much "dead time" so there's no point in reading or trying to do anything in between each scan. There's also one big issue: I know what I'm doing and what I'm looking for, but I'm not sure why I'm doing it. I don't know what a change in fluorescence means for my protein.
Oh well...
Shoot to 5:02 pm- No protein harvested this week. Half of fluorescence data is lost. Week to go down in history as FAILWEEK. On bright side, have phish food ice cream. Will eat it. Maybe make crepes.
Au revoir,
Denise
Carrot-Cucumber Calming Juice
(One 8-ounce juice)
The combination of carrot and cucumber is naturally cooling and soothing. This is good after a stressful day.
4 carrots
1/2 cucumber
Trim the stems off the carrots if they're not organic and cut the carrot into smaller pieces. Cut the cucumbers into quarters and strips. Process it all in the juicer.
Seems easy enough, right? My main concern is that all of a sudden all the food will start to rot, my roommate will be angry, and then we'll be *tense*. I don't want that, do you? So, my goal for this weekend is to make good use of my produce. That means I'll be cooking *looks around*...*sees empty lab*...I'll be cooking in my apartment, guys! Not in lab! No need to run away!
So I must confess that today has involved the inhalation of some not nice fumes (read: methanol, ammonium sulfate, acetic acid). I blame these for my silliness.
As some (or just one) of you may know, I got a haircut last night. It sits on my shoulders now, and it's kind of flippy. It was a nice way to end the day after I (potentially) lost data for four trials of my experiment. I'm starting to get very worried that for my entire summer, I won't have data. I don't want to repeat this experiment right away since it's incredibly time consuming, and it's also very lonely. I have to sit in the instrumentation center by myself with no form of entertainment for 2-3 hours at a time. The only accompaniment is the depressurizer (?) that goes off every two minutes. Sometimes, I pippette droplets of water onto a penny to see how many it will hold. There really isn't too much "dead time" so there's no point in reading or trying to do anything in between each scan. There's also one big issue: I know what I'm doing and what I'm looking for, but I'm not sure why I'm doing it. I don't know what a change in fluorescence means for my protein.
Oh well...
Shoot to 5:02 pm- No protein harvested this week. Half of fluorescence data is lost. Week to go down in history as FAILWEEK. On bright side, have phish food ice cream. Will eat it. Maybe make crepes.
Au revoir,
Denise
Sunday, July 4, 2010
Of Secrets and Sea Urchins
At the beginning of summer...I really wanted a sea urchin. I saw quite a few with Steph and Val when we were all in P.R. But, as fate would have it, S and I ended up not with a sea urchin or two...but two kittehs. Mads and I still don't know if they be Malaysian kittehs or Tanzanian kittehs. They're really sweet and adorable but they shed like the bags they gave you at Uncommon. At least the kitties are soft. They're also really needy, particularly Isabel.
Isabel is always lounging in that chair. I got a chance to clean the apt. this weekend and I used up about 4 lint rollers on that chair she's nappin' on. I realize this was really a useless exercise since as soon as I finished she plopped right back on it.
They constantly want attention...and I'm willing to give them all the love they want but I don't like getting cat hair all over me, especially not before work/after I've showered. I'm also trying to be really good about that since two people in my lab are allergic to cats. That's half the lab. Here's Olivia. She's a real sweetie but much shyer than Isabel. I liked Isabel more at first but I think I appreciate Olivia more now. Isabel is a bit too affectionate. Sometimes, however, indiscriminate and unfailing purring is what you need after a long day at lab.
How is it that S and I are taking care of them? Stasha's friend is living with her allergic-to-cats boyfriend this summer and asked if we would watch them. I had some trouble adjusting because I am a clean freak and the cats don't allow for too much cleaning. That and the fact that I refuse to do all the cleaning myself (which is sort of what it came to this weekend. Don't leave me alone for too long or I clean) led our apartment into a dark era of dust and cat hair. The worst part of our arrangement is that we do have a litter box for the kitties and you can totally still smell it everywhere. S's friend was supposed to come and clean it once a week but she hasn't responded to my texts this week.
Alas! Denise, you said you were to address the secret matter of secrets. Well sucks to be you because the secret that I was to tell is in fact known to the world and is only a secret to mes parents. The 'rents do not need to know about the kitteh situation. What they don't know won't cause them to spazz.
Voici a picture of our living room/entrance pre-kittehs. The litter box is next to the door. That's Stasha's keyboard, and the smaller bookshelf is sitting atop several storage boxes (that we were unknowingly asked to store) covered by a really pretty table cloth. It had been put away, but I suppose that if we have to live with rando boxes and having to move out the entire contents of a closet into another rando suitcase, we can move stuff around as much as we want.
Anyway...Happy 4th of July! I will spend tonight quietly eating some dinner and possibly watching Ponyo and Lost. I think I had enough of Animal Crossing for this weekend.
EDIT: I FINALLY got this entry right. I kept trying to manipulate the pictures so the entry would look *nice*. I think it does, finally.
Isabel is always lounging in that chair. I got a chance to clean the apt. this weekend and I used up about 4 lint rollers on that chair she's nappin' on. I realize this was really a useless exercise since as soon as I finished she plopped right back on it.
They constantly want attention...and I'm willing to give them all the love they want but I don't like getting cat hair all over me, especially not before work/after I've showered. I'm also trying to be really good about that since two people in my lab are allergic to cats. That's half the lab. Here's Olivia. She's a real sweetie but much shyer than Isabel. I liked Isabel more at first but I think I appreciate Olivia more now. Isabel is a bit too affectionate. Sometimes, however, indiscriminate and unfailing purring is what you need after a long day at lab.
How is it that S and I are taking care of them? Stasha's friend is living with her allergic-to-cats boyfriend this summer and asked if we would watch them. I had some trouble adjusting because I am a clean freak and the cats don't allow for too much cleaning. That and the fact that I refuse to do all the cleaning myself (which is sort of what it came to this weekend. Don't leave me alone for too long or I clean) led our apartment into a dark era of dust and cat hair. The worst part of our arrangement is that we do have a litter box for the kitties and you can totally still smell it everywhere. S's friend was supposed to come and clean it once a week but she hasn't responded to my texts this week.
Alas! Denise, you said you were to address the secret matter of secrets. Well sucks to be you because the secret that I was to tell is in fact known to the world and is only a secret to mes parents. The 'rents do not need to know about the kitteh situation. What they don't know won't cause them to spazz.
Voici a picture of our living room/entrance pre-kittehs. The litter box is next to the door. That's Stasha's keyboard, and the smaller bookshelf is sitting atop several storage boxes (that we were unknowingly asked to store) covered by a really pretty table cloth. It had been put away, but I suppose that if we have to live with rando boxes and having to move out the entire contents of a closet into another rando suitcase, we can move stuff around as much as we want.
Anyway...Happy 4th of July! I will spend tonight quietly eating some dinner and possibly watching Ponyo and Lost. I think I had enough of Animal Crossing for this weekend.
EDIT: I FINALLY got this entry right. I kept trying to manipulate the pictures so the entry would look *nice*. I think it does, finally.
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