It's the small things
Jun. 11th, 2007 10:16 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
jebbypalExercise today....very of the good. Not exercising all weekend, probably very good too ---- I forget how foggy I get when my muscles and my brain are competing for energy sources. I also finally managed to hit my back well again. next month, I'm going to need a visit from B wearing his personal trainer hat so I can remember how to properly do back exercises without the machines. Hopefully, they won't close the gym within the building so I can still do bench presses since my wrists really don't care for push ups.
Of the win today: finding my 6$ Dr Grip pin on the bench of one the techs. I'd decided I'd lost it in San Diego or on a plane or something. It's possible it's not mine, but the barrel is the right color and the ink is green -- what are the odds? I think I'll switch in my pink one though just in case (after I use permanent marker on it. No, I'm not anal - these things are expensive!!!)
I have indeed lost my fluency in "science speak" I think. (No,![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
eve11, I'm not talking in reference to you. That's just the issue of two different languages! LOL). I really feel like that back when I started grad school, I was so in the habit of writing research papers that I could relatively easily pound out a draft that was good, but more than that, relatively eloquent. Now I feel like my science writing has evolved to the fictional equivalent of talking heads.
Guess I need my muse even for this crap, huh? Feel like boxing him up and air mailing him back to me,halcyon_shift?
It is odd though --- I do so depend on moments of inspiration to unblock thoughts I have in my mind. Last night, I was ready to throw out a graph because no matter how I looked at it, it just didn't fit at all. then when I was talking to B before lunch (he was going on about his project actually), *LIGHTBULB*. It was as bad as when a fully formed plot bunny bites in the shower as you start shampooing your hair.
Of the win today: finding my 6$ Dr Grip pin on the bench of one the techs. I'd decided I'd lost it in San Diego or on a plane or something. It's possible it's not mine, but the barrel is the right color and the ink is green -- what are the odds? I think I'll switch in my pink one though just in case (after I use permanent marker on it. No, I'm not anal - these things are expensive!!!)
I have indeed lost my fluency in "science speak" I think. (No,
eve11, I'm not talking in reference to you. That's just the issue of two different languages! LOL). I really feel like that back when I started grad school, I was so in the habit of writing research papers that I could relatively easily pound out a draft that was good, but more than that, relatively eloquent. Now I feel like my science writing has evolved to the fictional equivalent of talking heads.Guess I need my muse even for this crap, huh? Feel like boxing him up and air mailing him back to me,
halcyon_shift? It is odd though --- I do so depend on moments of inspiration to unblock thoughts I have in my mind. Last night, I was ready to throw out a graph because no matter how I looked at it, it just didn't fit at all. then when I was talking to B before lunch (he was going on about his project actually), *LIGHTBULB*. It was as bad as when a fully formed plot bunny bites in the shower as you start shampooing your hair.
