World Peace

On Friday night I was playing with one of those little electronic 20 question gadgets. The annoying little thing got all my objects right, so I decided to stump it by having "World Peace" as my thing to guess. After about 25 questions, it guessed "Is it a fart?". We now have a new name for farts in our house. Example: "After a dinner of fried beans, there's a lot of world peace in the room"

On related note, my mother has a a pet St Andrews Cross spider. It lives outside the back door and my mum has named it Crossandra. A while back Crossandra had a man friend on a web right next door. Later, she ate him and proceeded to increase in size. We were eagerly awaiting the babies but this morning she was back to her normal size with no sign of babies or egg sack. I suggested that maybe it had just been world peace.

had a good weekend..now I must pay

I ran around all weekend getting stuff done, work, shopping (including sales!), excersize. Went out to dinner and had tapas for the first time ever....mmm tapas...lamb and tzatzicki, chips and garlic aoli, coconut crumbed king prawns, mediterranian spiced barramundi kebabs, calamari in a really interesting sauce. Yum. (apologies to those who know how to spell...or bother with the spell checker). The Rhino bar was very good value, but better signage on how they run the system would be nice (walk up and order at bar/ pay as you go or leave a drivers licence behind and run a tab). Then off to Odyssey on the strand for coffee and baklava under the stars - expensive but worth every cent.

I should set up a "Review of Townsville Restaurants" Blog. I eat at enough of them.

Of course now I have the beginnings of a sore throat. I will have to gargle and strepsil tonight. I really don't want to get sick right now. So much to do, so little time

The things I find reading other peoples blogs

Actually, when you think about it...very self referential: I find this on another blog...not anotherblog but "another" blog ( http://seeyounextwednesday.blogspot.com/ ) and then do it myself and put it on my blog and it's about blogs...and now you're reading it on my blog etc etc.

You Are 50% Addicted to Blogthings

You're a Blogthings fiend - addicted but not totally dependent. So what if you know your personality type by heart? And while you may feel like Blogthings is crack... There are people much worse off than you!

How Addicted To Blogthings Are You?

My "someone is siphoning blood from me" alarm still works

I have discovered, through trial and vomit (and multiple research projects that have dragged me into them), that I can give three vials of blood easily, start to feel nauseated on four and throw up should people be foolish enough to continue (say 6-7ml/vial=24-28ml max). This is why I don't give blood. There's no point if the blood bank people have to take the blood bag off, throw it away because its not full and then clean up my vomit. Waste of their time, waste of my time - and lunch.

I haven't given more than one vial of blood at a time for a few years but today I gave four vials of blood for a Q fever research project (as I have been vaccinated against Q fever and am a conveniently close research subject). I wouldn't have volunteered if they were going into dangerous five vial territory. Fine through vials 1-3, queezy about two seconds into vial 4. Afterwards I had to go have a sit down, a drink and some fruit and nut mix. I'm told I went pale. I'm still feeling vaguely off.

Strangely enough I don't have low blood pressure (dead normal really). Yet, should anyone (secretly and without my knowledge) start siphoning me, my body tells me pretty quick smart and at the same volume each time.

I'm so immature...or alternately 'maintaining my inner child"

You've Experienced 56% of Life

You have a good deal of life experience, about as much as someone in their late 20s. You've seen and done enough to be quite wise, but you still have a lot of life to look forward to.

How Much Life Experience Do You Have?

This was a little more fun

http://www.says-it.com/seal/index.php

Half the Jenny, All the taste

http://www.thesurrealist.co.uk/slogan.cgi/slogan.cgi?word=Jenny

I wish. But then it got creepy

All you need is a Jenny and a dream...
Jenny really satisfies...

Hmm might stop now

done done and done

Yesterday I finished up a good copy of my thesis (its approximately 40mm thick - or 247 pages). I put it on my supervisors desk and have washed my hands of it for the immediate future. Kathy said "So, now you can relax and have some free time." No, no no no no.
Now I can write four papers, finish the lab work I need to do so I can make one of the papers of much higher value, start writing the lectures for CS3006 for October, finish the pile of filing and small jobs that have been accumulating on my desk for the last three months, ring a bunch of people, oh, and at some point write a storyline and get props for my online Cruise of Cthulu game.

When I handed the thesis to my supervisor he said "Do you have anything planned now or would you like some more work?" Bwah ha ha ha. I pointed out the first three things on my list and was told "that seems like enough to do and is probably the most important thing you can do right now." So I don't even know what the work he had planned for me was.

In 20 minutes I pour a gel, set up the PCR samples to put in it, wait another 1/2 hour and run a gel for 2 hours, cut out any products and prep for another PCR and gel. In all the gaps, I'm writing a paper/doing a bunch of phone calling/small jobs. And thats Tuesday accounted for

In an aside, I had the biggest feeling of deja vu yesterday. I walked into a lab and Karen said "Hey jenny, did you hear Steve Irwin is dead?" The tone of voice was just the same as when I walked into the dining area of the B&B I was staying at with my little brother on the Isle of Skye and Doug said "Hey jenny, did you hear Princess Diana is dead?" My immediate response was the same - I waited for the punchline, followed by a real sense of disbelief: Young, famous people don't die. Of course they do, but you just don't expect it.