misc

Vicious dreams this morning.

Another email to STE went out today. I'll get 'im.

I should call the little pharm company that got excited about my resume at the job fair. Not today -- tomorrow.

Right! Tomorrow I have to go in for jury duty at 8am. I have dinner with lizerk tomorrow evening.

Tonight, I'm going to Ceremony.

Weekends seem shorter when you work out every weekday. A new KB cycle begins today. I'm actually excited about that, though. Pavel is Jesus.

Mom got weird blood tests again. It might be liver biopsy time. Whatever. Yeah, I'm dissociating here for the moment.

Dad told me to tell the judge that I hate niggers and they should all go to jail so I can avoid jury duty. Dad isn't funny too often, but he has his moments.

I hit a dead raccoon on the highway at 75mph. Made a loud thump sound, but I don't think it damaged my car. Felt like a soft, fleshy thump. I haven't looked under there yet. Happened last night.

The Spaghetti-Wall Technique

deserves a review article. I don't volunteer to write it.

Genzyme swears they're hiring. I pulled a bunch of jobs from their web site, and I intend to apply to them. I will even write several cover letters tailored to sub-sets of job descriptions. This is a lot of effort directed at a statistically crappy possibility. First, Genzyme could be exaggerating their growth to attract investors -- the opportunities could be false. Second, the postings may serve as a survey tool to assess the feasibility of launching a new project or moving an existing one to a location full of eager applicants (so the jobs don't exist either -- they simply could exist). Third, even if a job does exist, only three million of my closest career-desperate friends and I will apply to each one.

I still have to do it, because nobody's going to take me by the hand and lead me to a new job.

I neglected to mention earlier that one of the companies at the last job fair asked me flat-out: "Do you have a Science degree?" I replied that of course I did, why else would I be there. They said they had been plagued by unemployed computer industry professionals.

"It makes sense to look for biostats-computing-type work here," I said; but as it turns out, they were just desperate IT/helpdesk/programmer folk who couldn't find a job anywhere else, so they had taken to visiting other types of job fairs. Yay the economy.

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This stupid plasmid better show up. I used enough EtBr to poison all of Norway.

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Kettlebells. I can feel the tendrils of the workout rush reaching back through time for my brain. Workout rush tendrils are touching my brain! Or maybe I'm psyched about Ceremony, or both.

velvet acid christ

Is good KB music.

3X25 swings
2(2X8) clean and jerk -- a new one for me. My God. It's full of stars.
2(3X8) push press. No words, no words...they should have sent a poet...so beautiful...so beautiful....I had no idea.