Wet (and not in a good way)
Aug. 11th, 2004 09:11 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
livToday doesn't like me. Today I waited at home half the morning in order to return a phone message left by the guy who is repairing my computer. However, he neglected to mention in his phone message that his shop is closed on Wednesdays.
Today it was absolutely pouring with mislocated monsoon type rain by the time I got out of the house, so I was soaked to the skin standing at the bus stop.
Today I got into work dripping wet three minutes before I had a meeting with the high throughput screening people that nobody had bothered to inform me about. OK, the meeting was productive, but gah. Communication in this department leaves something to be desired.
Today I wrestled with some rather inadequate data and made very slow progress on incorporating it into my thesis.
Today the combination of poor productivity and still not having my computer back meant that I was the only person left in the lab when the fucking freezer failed at half past seven. So I spent this evening moving stuff to the backup freezer, which wasn't empty because it never is. This process involves burning myself repeatedly on metal things which, while rather warmer than they should be due to the freezer problem, are still at -40°C. And also, getting completely covered in ice which, on contact with my body, rapidly turns into water. So, guess what? I'm soaked through again.
Also, as a result of thinking it would be witty to start all my paragraphs with the word 'Today' I have managed to earworm myself with a really, really bad liturgical song where the word 'hayom' (today) is repeated over and over again until it makes me want to scream. Though obviously I don't scream with frustration in the middle of a service. But sometimes I really hate the way my brain works.
Poo.
Today it was absolutely pouring with mislocated monsoon type rain by the time I got out of the house, so I was soaked to the skin standing at the bus stop.
Today I got into work dripping wet three minutes before I had a meeting with the high throughput screening people that nobody had bothered to inform me about. OK, the meeting was productive, but gah. Communication in this department leaves something to be desired.
Today I wrestled with some rather inadequate data and made very slow progress on incorporating it into my thesis.
Today the combination of poor productivity and still not having my computer back meant that I was the only person left in the lab when the fucking freezer failed at half past seven. So I spent this evening moving stuff to the backup freezer, which wasn't empty because it never is. This process involves burning myself repeatedly on metal things which, while rather warmer than they should be due to the freezer problem, are still at -40°C. And also, getting completely covered in ice which, on contact with my body, rapidly turns into water. So, guess what? I'm soaked through again.
Also, as a result of thinking it would be witty to start all my paragraphs with the word 'Today' I have managed to earworm myself with a really, really bad liturgical song where the word 'hayom' (today) is repeated over and over again until it makes me want to scream. Though obviously I don't scream with frustration in the middle of a service. But sometimes I really hate the way my brain works.
Poo.
