Fri, Dec. 9th, 2005, 02:31 pm
The snow is coming down so thick that when I look out the window I can't even see the ground. I can see the other wing of the building on my level, but where the building ends is greyed out. The snow outside my window is all flowing diagonally upwards. I didn't know snow storms could come with so much thunder and lightning! It's strange hearing it echo from one side of the building to the other.
I'm afraid the T is going to be down and it'll take me 3 hours to get home unless I can carpool with my co-worker...but her schedule never seems to match mine.
I don't know what I ate today, but I feel sick to my stomach.
Sat, Dec. 3rd, 2005, 11:02 pm
I think Wikipedia.org is just the bee's knees. You really should become a contributor. It's not hard...it really takes less than 20 seconds. Then whenever you see an incomplete article or typo you can correct it! It's amazing! And if you're really inspired, you can write whole new articles! My contribution page.
Thu, Nov. 24th, 2005, 12:45 pm
I'm in Indiana, PA visiting Danielle's parents. It's been snowing furiously ever since we arrived. I hope we'll get to see Matt (Ruuudy!) in Pittsburgh. I love all the super scrumptious food and the free range organic bird. It's so nice not to have to work and to just take a break.
Tue, Nov. 8th, 2005, 03:06 pm
I'm finally getting over this yechhy cold. I've been coughing up lungs left and right for 13 days. I think I'll bike to work tomorrow. Work has gotten a little slow, so I asked Marlene if there's more I can do. She suggested I work on the old faces/words study. I'm kind of hesitant, because this is the study that made the RA before me quit. Then she said that the more work, I do, the higher up my authorship of the paper is. AUTHORSHIP? Getting published is a pretty big deal and doesn't often happen for an RA without a Ph.D. That's what a post-doc is for. So she's throwing a big carrot my way, and I'm inclined to bite.
I had a really good time at Garrett and Amelia's baby shower. They are such clever and warm people. It's strange to see people my age having babies though...I'm having trouble with the idea of getting fish or a dog! I move around too much, I want to travel, I don't know what I'm doing with my life, and they seem so settled and happy. Part of me is envious and part of me can't relate at all.
Mon, Oct. 31st, 2005, 04:06 pm
I’ve been hung down by a really bad cold since Thursday. Headaches, stuffy nose, the works. At its peak was our Halloween blowout party at my house. We put up cobwebs, streamers, did pumpkin carving, played set and anagrabble, made punch with ice hands, and had dry ice bubbling around. It was rocking till 4AM. I’m sure our neighbors loved us, and by the end I was so ready for it to be quiet. I had a good time though, even with my cold.
Fall has hit hard, with freezing rain and snow. All the trees are shades of green, yellow, and brown with splashed of red. The weather is so strange here--snowing yesterday and 70 today.
My job is going well, doing a little subject testing, some data analysis and statistics, data entry, filing and photocopying. I have really flexible hours, my boss is great, and I hang out with the neighboring labs’ RAs (Research Assistants). I figured out how to narrow down my commute to a consistent hour each way. I’m not willing to chance the bus anymore, even if it is possible to shave 15 min off each way. And sometimes I ride home with an RA who lives near me. I looked at a couple apts in Beacon Hill, but the good ones are few and far between.
I’m taking a neuropsych class, but I really hate doing the readings or studying my notes. I keep getting second thoughts about the possibility of grad school. If I hate reading and studying, but love talking about the material with people and like doing research, what should I do? I’m just going to play it by ear for now. Maybe after a year I’ll have made up my mind. Maybe I’ll go into surveying or outdoor architecture and landscape design. I’m still not organized enough to find time to spend with friends in the Boston area. I have my housemates, who are great, but it seems impossible to find the time for anyone else. I don’t even have time or energy to do or plan things I want to do!
I can't wait to give out candy to trick-or-treaters tonight.
I’m loving my job, but something strange dawned on me the other day. Almost everyone I’ve met through work are women! Here’s the list: Marlene (my PI), Diane (my boss), Mary and this other woman (secretaries), Rose (BU Personnel), three BU people who trained me, three women my age who work in the memory lab down the hall, their PI, three more women who have their own offices down the hall, the entire geriatric lab on the other side of my floor, Trinity (my coworker at MGH), one of two PI’s at MGH, and two of three lecturers for the neuropsyc class I’m taking! The men are: the other MGH PI, one geriatric researcher, two computer guys, and one lecturer. The score?
Women: 26 Men: 5
Of the people I actually talk to regularly, ten are women and two are men. That whole women in science thing has gotta be bogus. I mean, this is 84% women here.
It's a beautiful early fall day. I'm still scouting out apts to move to, but I'm waiting for the perfect one. Tomorrow I'm going to Mt. Monadnock with my housemates and friends. Woohoo!
Wed, Sep. 14th, 2005, 09:04 pm
Man, I feel like I have absolutely no time! I'm already so bad at organizing my time that I can't get anything I want done. I'm barely able to scrape together food, much less excercise, calling friends and family, making plans for fun stuff, or even stuff like clipping my nails and trimming my beard. I think part of it is that I spend so much time in transportation (45-100 minutes taking the bus or 70-90 on the T). I often go for the bus, but it's so unreliable and it pisses me off waiting and waiting for the bus that never comes. By the time I get home I'm starving and ready to collapse. I eat and sleep. I've tried driving, but that's more stressful because it takes me almost an hour to drive 5 miles.
Wednesdays are great though because I work at MGH and my coworker there drives me home :) Tonight I went out to eat at a fancy sushi place in Chinatown with Danielle because she had to do something in the lab. I chose a la carte stuff that I hadn't had before and it was sooo sooo good. Yum.
Now I'm going to try to write a better schedule for my after-work hours so I can actually get stuff done.
Thu, Sep. 1st, 2005, 07:08 pm
It has been one week exactly since my crash. My wounds are finally starting to show thin, pink sensitive skin in places around the edges. It's interesting--the ones I kept slathered in antibiotic ointment and bandages are a LOT further along than the ones I ignored. I thought they were relatively minor, but they have big ugly scabs compared to the thin pink skin.
They itch. A LOT. It takes all my willpower to concentrate on other things and not scratch. It's terrible.
I was biking from the VA hospital in JP to the MGH scan site in Charleston (about 5 miles away) and I hit a pothole. My front wheel dislodged from the fork and I went over the handlebars and skidded to a stop on what was left of my helmet. Really, it's amazing that I survived without any major injuries! I didn't even lose consciousness! The guy in the car behind me came out and asked me how I was. I could move my hands and toes, but wanted to be safe about head and spine injuries, so I asked him to call an ambulance. The fire department came first and they were surprisingly inept at getting me on the board. They asked if I was okay to get up and walk, which would be a bad idea if I had a neck fracture. At least there were a lot of them and they could stand around making shade from the searing hot sun as I bled all over the pavement. Anyway, the ambulance finally came and took me to the hospital where Danielle works, and over the course of about three hours of mostly waiting they took xrays of my neck and head. Eventually they cleaned out my gashes with hydrogen peroxide, by far the most painful part of the whole experience. Luckily Danielle was there—it’s really amazing how much having her there changed how I felt. Before she came I was lonely and feeling really terrible, waiting on the stretcher, feeling guilty about going so fast and not maintaining my bike’s quick-release, wondering when they were going to get to me. But with her there, I was so much more comfortable. I never want to be sick alone. That was on Thursday, and I’ve been using hordes of band-aids and pads on my ointment slathered red, white, and yellow abrasions.
I’m thinking about buying a tricycle