psychology
May. 10th, 2006 11:51 pmWorked off-site at Tufts again. I'm doing the same sort of work I did for NEMC back in the day: immunohistochemistry, microscopy, and so forth. The lab is laid back, good-humored, and well-lit. It's a pleasant environment.
Today I realized, while talking to
saturniidae, that the Amazon Project is a not-so-subtle sublimation of my desire to enhance my general level of fulfillment. Career is lame? Love stinks? Family health problems? Assorted disappointments and slap-downs? Shit, I'll just build an awesome fishtank. I mean, I'd been planning to do this for over a year, but now it feels urgent.
That's why I'm so annoyed about the mud setback. Annoyed enough, in fact, that I blew a stack of cash on an exotic piece of equipment and 2-day FedEx delivery. I know that if the pressure filter doesn't solve the problem tomorrow, I'll attack the situation even more aggressively. I'll break everything down, scrub it clean, and build it back up in one day, because I'm fucking determined to MAKE SOMETHING WORK.
Today I realized, while talking to
That's why I'm so annoyed about the mud setback. Annoyed enough, in fact, that I blew a stack of cash on an exotic piece of equipment and 2-day FedEx delivery. I know that if the pressure filter doesn't solve the problem tomorrow, I'll attack the situation even more aggressively. I'll break everything down, scrub it clean, and build it back up in one day, because I'm fucking determined to MAKE SOMETHING WORK.