The devil is in the details

In the stone age

(at least that's what it feels like.)

I'm currently in upstate NY at my parents' house for the weekend. They have a super slow computer attached to a super slow modem and dialup, so I am feeling slightly frustrtated. Also, their popup blocker seems intent on blocking my webmail (which I can get around although it is also frustrating.) Anyway-if I seem less omnipresent or accessible until Sunday evening, that would be why. Still feel free to email me though, because I welcome thedistraction. :)

This trip also makes me think there is something to the often- mentioned Dulles curse. You see, every time I fly through Dulles, something bad happens (as in they lose my luggage, I am stuck there for nine hours etc.) I decided to overlook this small fact and get a student pass thingy from Independance Air anyway (since it resulted in cheap flights for the summer) even though it meant that I would have to connect through Dulles every time that I flew all summer. Well, on weekend number 1 of 4, they managed to lose my luggage. I am currently sitting around the house in a tshirt that commemorates one of my field hockey team's state championship victories in 1997 and sweats because I happened to find them in my room, waiting for my luggage to be delivered. Blech. Other than that, the travelling wasn't too noteworthy. The plan for the weekend involves lots of bridesmaid activities (shoe-dyeing, dress fitting, shower attending, and whatever else they need me to do...I'll call them when I get offline.) and taking little sis to see Star Wars. It should be an okay weekend, but nothing like next weekend's drunken debauchery with my Duke girls in Durham. :) (Let's hope I have clothes for that one, because we won't have the handy washing machine!)

As far as things from my last post go: I am supposed to be meeting with the Ass Prof again. I had to help the boss and Ass Prof's wife (who also works with us) plan some experiments for her project the other day, and to make a long story short, the Ass Prof found out about some techniques I have developed/been using and wants to converse with me about why they are wrong. I managed to avoid this conversation for two days, but it will likely happen early next week. I also had a meeting with Ice, A., and the boss yesterday about A.'s project. I was kinda stressed out, since we also had grad student meeting yesterday and I barely was going to have enough time to get all of my data analyzed before the meeting (and to get everything in place to go out of town), so when they asked me if I had time for it, I said no, also convieniently getting myself out of the mess. I agreed to come in later if they desperately needed my expertise. About a minute later, Iceland was back at my desk saying that the boss had requested my presence and expertise and had decided to excuse me from having to present data at grad student meeting so that I could attend. Since not having to talk at grad student meeting is a miracle that doesn't come along very often, I jumped at the chance. Turns out, after some narrowing of the scope of the project, the boss is SUPER excited about the experiments, so now I am happy to be associated and involved with them. What was once a ridiculous mass of ideas is now a certain Nature paper. Awesome.

posted by Immunegirl @ 10:57 AM