I Still Suck at Science

So yesterday was the annual retreat, which meant a whole day in the burbs, free (but bad) food, and the annual skipping of the afternoon talks to see what shopping is like on the Main Line. And us badass grad students got to take the extra beer too, so we extended the evening.

But today, my bad science luck continued. I was running between the lab and the surgery room upstairs, which could have been part of the problem. However, I will blame the rats. Bad rats! I was perfusing and helping the advisor do surgery and none of the bastards would go under without lots of extra ketamine. Are we getting little rat ravers or something? Speaking of, watching a rat on k is funny - so much wobbling! Then one of my rats was a squirter, nasty rat blood in little tiny droplets all over the hood. Ugh. I really hate the animal part of neuroscience sometimes.

Going home tomorrow, still no resolution of science crush stuff. Still crushing, though. And still living with the ex. As soon as I get back from home, I'm going to see what is up and try to get my own place. No fun at all.