Getting my entry in a little early tonight.
The shift towards a normal schedule is happening very very slowly... but it's happening. I got to bed at 2 last night and got up at 9:30. My grant needs to be out the door, on the Fedex truck Thursday night, so this is (hopefully) my last night of toiling away on it. I'll then be free to toil away on the stack of research publications I'm writing. But that's more fun.
Tomorrow I get my blood test results, too, at 1pm. When I think about it rationally, the chance that I have anything is extremely low - the only reason I'm even the slightest bit worried is because of a.. uh... mishap about a month ago, where my protection pulled a disappearing act halfway through the show. I was pretty successful in trying not to think about it too much today, but unfortunate references kept coming up. Like when I suggested that I dock my PDA on my boss' computer, and she said she didn't think it was good idea, it's like "unprotected sex." Groan.
And of course, tonight, as I'm tutoring the high school kid who I teach once a week, what topic do I have to cover but, immunology? And so of course, we have the mandatory time talking about AIDS and HIV and how it works and what it does and he didn't understand it so I had to draw diagrams. I suppose the whole thing was funny in the blackest sort of way.
The one interesting thing about having spent so much time the last two days thinking about HIV is that I came up with a neat idea for a potential therapy - bone marrow injections with adult stem cells that have the CCR5 and CXCR4 genes knocked out of them. I wonder if anybody's tried that?
Anyway, enough about that, thanks to everyone who wished me well, I'll let you guys know how things turn out tomorrow.
In other news... I guess the woman I was dating has more or less dropped me. I don't really know why, it's very strange. I saw her about two weeks ago - then we had tentative plans to hang out the following weekend, but she didn't return my phone call, but then apologized profusely by e-mail two days later. We e-mailed all last week, made plans to go out on Saturday night, but her last e-mail to me was interrupted mid-sentence so I never got specifics. I called her on Saturday afternoon to see what the plan was and left her a message. I called her again later that night to tell her that if I hadn't heard from her in the next hour I was going to assume that we weren't going out (I didn't feel like sitting by myself on a Saturday night.) I sent her an e-mail on Monday. Never heard anything. I can appreciate somebody wanting to stop dating, but at least tell me, for god's sake. The psychic breakup is very 8th grade.
However... I now have a date with another girl for tomorrow night. We'd been flirting for a while, but since I started seeing Tonya (the psychic woman) I had stopped. But today, out of the blue, Cat, the second girl, calls me and asks me if I want to go out for drinks with her tomorrow night. So maybe it will all work out in the end.
So all you folks out there in SGland have a good night, and I'll be here writing tomorrow (maybe post-date, with juicy details.)
The shift towards a normal schedule is happening very very slowly... but it's happening. I got to bed at 2 last night and got up at 9:30. My grant needs to be out the door, on the Fedex truck Thursday night, so this is (hopefully) my last night of toiling away on it. I'll then be free to toil away on the stack of research publications I'm writing. But that's more fun.
Tomorrow I get my blood test results, too, at 1pm. When I think about it rationally, the chance that I have anything is extremely low - the only reason I'm even the slightest bit worried is because of a.. uh... mishap about a month ago, where my protection pulled a disappearing act halfway through the show. I was pretty successful in trying not to think about it too much today, but unfortunate references kept coming up. Like when I suggested that I dock my PDA on my boss' computer, and she said she didn't think it was good idea, it's like "unprotected sex." Groan.
And of course, tonight, as I'm tutoring the high school kid who I teach once a week, what topic do I have to cover but, immunology? And so of course, we have the mandatory time talking about AIDS and HIV and how it works and what it does and he didn't understand it so I had to draw diagrams. I suppose the whole thing was funny in the blackest sort of way.
The one interesting thing about having spent so much time the last two days thinking about HIV is that I came up with a neat idea for a potential therapy - bone marrow injections with adult stem cells that have the CCR5 and CXCR4 genes knocked out of them. I wonder if anybody's tried that?
Anyway, enough about that, thanks to everyone who wished me well, I'll let you guys know how things turn out tomorrow.
In other news... I guess the woman I was dating has more or less dropped me. I don't really know why, it's very strange. I saw her about two weeks ago - then we had tentative plans to hang out the following weekend, but she didn't return my phone call, but then apologized profusely by e-mail two days later. We e-mailed all last week, made plans to go out on Saturday night, but her last e-mail to me was interrupted mid-sentence so I never got specifics. I called her on Saturday afternoon to see what the plan was and left her a message. I called her again later that night to tell her that if I hadn't heard from her in the next hour I was going to assume that we weren't going out (I didn't feel like sitting by myself on a Saturday night.) I sent her an e-mail on Monday. Never heard anything. I can appreciate somebody wanting to stop dating, but at least tell me, for god's sake. The psychic breakup is very 8th grade.
However... I now have a date with another girl for tomorrow night. We'd been flirting for a while, but since I started seeing Tonya (the psychic woman) I had stopped. But today, out of the blue, Cat, the second girl, calls me and asks me if I want to go out for drinks with her tomorrow night. So maybe it will all work out in the end.
So all you folks out there in SGland have a good night, and I'll be here writing tomorrow (maybe post-date, with juicy details.)
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Wow...the psychic breakup. I haven't used that one in a good 10 years or so....yeah eighth grade is about right. Ha!
...drinking in bars = good for those cold winter nights.
I'm going to a Yule party on the 20th, and then up north for Christmas Eve. Then it's back downstate for Christmas Day and a birthday party on the 26th. Then across the state to come home.
The next week I'm back across the state for New Year's, and then back home to start school on 4 January, and then back over there again for my birthday on 9 January.