(7:40AM) Heard on the radio this morning that someone fell on their head one day and a few days later became a piano virtuoso. Previously he hadn't had any lessons and didn't even know how to play any instruments, and all of a sudden the guy becomes a pro. A few callers called in with some stories that were similar. Someone got struck by lightening and had her hearing improved drastically, and a small child got hit in the head with a baseball and now has 20/20 vision. Now even if you aren't a believer in luck, this is pretty darn lucky. For someone stupid enough to jump head first into a shallow-ish pool to obtain musical talent? He should've been paralyzed from the waist down. Without getting too bitter, I just don't think someone like that should be rewarded with a gift. It got me wondering though, I've hit my head countless times... I wonder what kinds of special things I can do. I mean all I really have to show for it is TMJ... and that's not even impressive. I'm not going to go throw my head on a wall or anything, but it might be worth trying if it means something awesome might happen. On the other hand, maybe these things were destined to happen, and we are chosen previously by a higher power to be blessed (or cursed) by who and what we are and what we'll come to be.
(8:31AM) Recently got a hair cut after the tail end of y current hair was passed its comfort level. Plus it made my neck look all thick, and who among us deserves a thick neck? The point is, I was going to type about the differences in long and short hair when it comes to interaction with people. I believe I'm somewhat of an expert on the topic. I've been studying how people treat me with long and short hair and let me tell you that there is a huge difference. For one, people are incredibly friendly towards people with short hair. I guess nowadays in society thats the norm. Longer haired people have a rep for being super devious or shady. I should also clear up that I'm talking specifically for males. I noticed it right right away, the days after I got my haircut people are always smiling and saying hi to me, even going as far as to start an actual conversation to get ot know me. When my hair was long, there wasn't a lot of people who did that. I used to always look down and let my hair cover my eyes when it was long, I guess that kind of sends a "don't talk to me" message. I just didn't think the differences would be so drastic. I guess while my hair is short, I should enjoy the comforts of friendly people.
edit: I wrote that 8:31AM thought in and out of conscienceness because I had just took a power nap. I haven't read that whole paragraph over, so I'm just going to wish for the best and put trust in my abilities to form coherent sentences.
(10:36AM) I am NOT feeling well. Which is terrible because now the day is going at a snails pace. I've got a bit of nausea and that in turn is making my stomach all... lava lamp-y. My vision is getting blurry, and I can barely keep my balance. I told one of my coworkers about it and she even asked if I wanted to go home, and I almost did go home. I think I can make it though, as long as there are things to do, the day will go buy like normal which is a good thing. It was around 9 when I felt the worst and I just sat on one of the chairs in the lab for what felt like HOURS, but it was really like 15 minutes. Pretty amazing stuff. If I could try to deduce why I'm feeling like this it would have to come down to a combination of the following: lack of sleep, lack of breakfast, and changes in temperature from office to lab. It is a little nippy in my office, but the lab is a bit warmer, and so I think my body is just confused... which explains the headache. Ah I just want this day to be done already. My plan until lunch is to relax here till about 11, then prep up some samples, get the next experiments going, and maybe start cleaning out the sample tubes. If I can hold off on that until after lunch, though I can probably get the afternoon on a faster start.
(1:46PM) There was a little mishap in the data that I had sent someone, so that kind of got me into a rush. It was good that I caught the mistake before they used the final data, I think the my higher up was a proud, but irritated that she didn't catch it herself. Also, I met with my soon-to-be higher up, and the job descriptions he's giving me is a little over whelming to say the least. Hopefully, again, I'll be able to pull something off and really earn my place around here because a lot of things are on the line if I don't succeed. He literally told me he threw out all the other resumes so this is going to be it. I just wish (and I'll ask him on Monday) I had some thing to go on to research so I don't go into this thing with a blank mind. Yes there's room to learn, but I would appreciate it if I didn't feel like I didn't know anything at all working on something new. AH, but we all can't be so lucky, yes?
(2:29PM) I'm going to assume this will be my final hoorah for this post. Funny that in the beginning I had stated that I had plenty to talk about, actually the girl behind me is starting to sing happy birthday really off key to her phone so now it's getting kind of interesting, and hopefully she will never see me typing this out. So ea the previous sentence was full of fragments, what I MEANT to say is that I had so many things to type out this morning but between naps and feeling REALLY terrible I only got to talk about long hair... which is TOTALLY lame. Yet, I feel rather complete so for the sake of this blog NOT being posted the Monday after I started it, I'm going to publish now.
ta ta kids
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