personal triumphs so far
May. 20th, 2010 02:35 pm(Rachel Maddow maintains that I shouldn't run my life by personal triumphs, and I agree, but these are still nice.)
1. Slept late through a bad bout of cramps this morning. It's clearly not all that the Evil Uterus has in store for me, but it's always preferable to check out mentally when possible even if I wake up tired.
2. Was on top of the material in journal club despite pain/tiredness. Guess I got mental clarity for a change.
3. Made it up to the HUB lawn just in time to catch a few Throw Me the Statue songs! The sound quality was Not Good, but the melody and energy were in there and they were having fun. Someone was spinning yo-yos like poi, too, very nice. There was a dunk tank featuring a guy in a College Republican t-shirt and an inflatable slide, too, but that was pretty much the sad extent of "HUB Lawn-a-palooza". Hey, I got what I wanted.
And not a personal triumph as such, except in that I did not betray my hilarity: Professor J has been keeping a weather eye on my hair and commenting occasionally about whether it was brighter, etc., so there was pre-journal-club conversation about it. She expressed a wish to have some kind of mood-regulated hair color signaling, so that you could see someone from a distance and think, "oh, I'm not getting on that elevator." This wouldn't be particularly amusing except that her lab staff have developed an entire field guide to her hairstyles and what they mean about her mood. :)
1. Slept late through a bad bout of cramps this morning. It's clearly not all that the Evil Uterus has in store for me, but it's always preferable to check out mentally when possible even if I wake up tired.
2. Was on top of the material in journal club despite pain/tiredness. Guess I got mental clarity for a change.
3. Made it up to the HUB lawn just in time to catch a few Throw Me the Statue songs! The sound quality was Not Good, but the melody and energy were in there and they were having fun. Someone was spinning yo-yos like poi, too, very nice. There was a dunk tank featuring a guy in a College Republican t-shirt and an inflatable slide, too, but that was pretty much the sad extent of "HUB Lawn-a-palooza". Hey, I got what I wanted.
And not a personal triumph as such, except in that I did not betray my hilarity: Professor J has been keeping a weather eye on my hair and commenting occasionally about whether it was brighter, etc., so there was pre-journal-club conversation about it. She expressed a wish to have some kind of mood-regulated hair color signaling, so that you could see someone from a distance and think, "oh, I'm not getting on that elevator." This wouldn't be particularly amusing except that her lab staff have developed an entire field guide to her hairstyles and what they mean about her mood. :)