Domestic bliss. Population: 1

Oh dear. Seeing as how I have about a million things to do and the clock is ticking, it's a great time to have a domestic day, right? Yeah, no. In the next two weeks I have to finish the revisions to my first paper, apply to that post-doc, submit an abstract to a conference (and figure out what the talk will be about), and finish a travel grant application. So get on that, yes?

Or...

I could go grocery shopping at two different places, do 4 days worth of dishes, polish the silverware, clean the bathroom, sweep the floor, do a couple loads of laundry, and make dinner for 9. Sure, let's do that.

In my defense, I knew I would be having my friends over for dinner and I just realized today that my bathroom, floor and silverware were not to be viewed by one more person in that condition. I know some people who know what I'm talking about here. Good news is, the dinner went well, and just check out the silverware.

Gorgeous, no?

Can't sleep, but laughing

Well, after working 10 hours today I'm up late reading advice on how to land that perfect post-doc. Anyway, I have to check the ol' RSS reader before really going to bed (doesn't everyone?) and ran into the most recent PhD comic. You may need to click to enlarge.

Funny, huh? Or not, depending on where you fall on the chart. I'm aiming left.

What, I like this place now?

Ever since I finalized (via paperwork) that I need to be done with this whole school thing by June 2009 I've started to realize my time in this cow-town is limited. And that makes me appreciate it just a little bit more. I've really started to solidify the things I like about it.

1. Thursday dance night. Always a good time. And since it's a small town affair, there's no cover, drinks are reasonable, I know a lot of people there, and it's super close to la petit maison.
2. The community. It's suuuuper easy to meet people here. It is the university atmosphere after all. And there are plenty of social events to go to. On the downside, people I like are constantly moving away.
   
3. The Farmer's Market. So I don't go there very much. But every time I do I eat some good food.
4. The pizza place where I can sit on the deck with pizza, beer, and free wireless.
5. The natural food co-op. I love the veggie sushi and I have a love/hate relationship with the fact that every single time I walk in I see someone I know.

But still, I'm ready to move on. Ready to move to a city with lots of stuff to do. Ready to double my income. Ready to work 9-5 with my weekends free. Ready for all of you to have to call me doctor (the other kind of doctor).

Just this weekend my advisor forwarded me an email from a great research group in the agency I want to work for, in the one of the cities I'd like to move to. They're looking for a post-doc. A post-doc who works on the stuff I work on and would like to work on in the future. The problem? They want to fill the position by January 2009. Can I write chapter two and do all of chapter three in 3 months? I have no idea. But I can try. And that just might get me out by June.

quote of the day

"I mean, I've been with a guy with three balls, now I need one with a lazy eye."

ver... ba... tim

Who said it? Here's a hint. Her type is euro, goofy, and the life of the party... apparently also with some quirky bodily defect.

Little victories, little victories

I'm having one of those days. One of those days you're better off just powering through and avoiding all feelings. I think you know what I mean. And in the spirit of powering through, I'm not even going to tell you what's going on. It's possibly minor and no need blowing it up.

Anyway, bless the little things that brighten a day like this. Such as these videos depicting Gordon Ramsey as a little boy. Hilarious.