DDT and Chums
Someone once said "believe in it enough and it might happen", it may have been one of my parents as an easy fob off for not buying me something, however after the last 3 months of waking up in the morning and hoping , and the general moaning about how how can it be the "harshest winter ever" (tabloid quote) without it.
Wednesday seems to have been a bit of a fateful day, getting my latest set of dissertaion results i realised that nothing seemed to be happening right, 20 minutes later i'm suddenly offered the chance to change my project to concentrate on pesticides rather than therapeutics. 10 seconds later i'm fishing 6 of the most fun looking (aka toxic) pesticide vials from the poisons cabinet. Cue one french week later i'm finished for the day with almost the same amount of data as i had from 4 weeks of previous work. Obviously deservadly requiring the phrase "chalk it up" (in joke) and a beer.
Only one thing stands between me now and a good dissertation: a highly addicitive 3 foot boy dressed all in green with a fairy (yes i've joined the ultimate perversions club). Obviously Link from his better days on the N64 (they made games better in those days).
ACDC seems to be (p)owning my laptop play time at the minute, unfortuantly it still hasn't cleared the GnR from my head. This sentance made me realise how i spend way too much time in the lab as i just started to think of my head as a giant HPLC (Guide) with GnR being retained on the column and requiring a stronger solvent to shift , how strong you ask? well i'm sure i'll find out tomorrow night ;)
Finally any celebrity reality/talent show, what a load of rubbish.