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Speaking words of wisdom, "Let it be".
Jul. 10th, 2007 10:25 pmSo, shit.
It's kind of hard not to have second thoughts about your carrier path when one of the post-docs you work with is basically telling you, for various reasons, to just go to business school like everybody else. No pay, long hours, no job security, "indentured servitude"... damn, I knew research was low pay and for the love of science, but now it sounds just outright terrible. And my supervisor is turning 40, and I find myself wondering if I will be doing the same DNA / RNA elution and blood processing the rest of my life if I stay this path.
This on top of having one of those weeks when I just feel uncomfortable in my own skin and neurotically trapped by my own life, when really there's nothing there trapping me. Buh.
At House of Rice last week I knocked my left mirror off against some guy's very beat-up truck. I left my number and name like the good citizen I am, and he calls back two hours later saying the damage isn't so bad, but hey, was I perchance at the bar (WTF there's a bar in that strip mall?), and would I like to "buy him a drink" sometime? I told him I can't even legally buy alcohol; he said "well, you know, you have my number and you can call or something if you can to have a drink." He calls back again two hours later, buddies guffawing in the background, telling me again the damage isn't so bad, but that I could still buy him a drink. I don't know if he's just a chill guy, or trying to get into my pants. Creepy, since he's never seen me and only knows I have a commonly female spelling of a common first name.
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penguinfaery is my hero right now. She rescued my X-Japan poster from the airplane.
When is somebody going to fansub the second NANA movie? I wants moar NANA.
I should be writing, but I had a weeks’ worth of LJ to catch up on. You people and your posting. And, oh yeah, Phoenix Wright much?
It's kind of hard not to have second thoughts about your carrier path when one of the post-docs you work with is basically telling you, for various reasons, to just go to business school like everybody else. No pay, long hours, no job security, "indentured servitude"... damn, I knew research was low pay and for the love of science, but now it sounds just outright terrible. And my supervisor is turning 40, and I find myself wondering if I will be doing the same DNA / RNA elution and blood processing the rest of my life if I stay this path.
This on top of having one of those weeks when I just feel uncomfortable in my own skin and neurotically trapped by my own life, when really there's nothing there trapping me. Buh.
At House of Rice last week I knocked my left mirror off against some guy's very beat-up truck. I left my number and name like the good citizen I am, and he calls back two hours later saying the damage isn't so bad, but hey, was I perchance at the bar (WTF there's a bar in that strip mall?), and would I like to "buy him a drink" sometime? I told him I can't even legally buy alcohol; he said "well, you know, you have my number and you can call or something if you can to have a drink." He calls back again two hours later, buddies guffawing in the background, telling me again the damage isn't so bad, but that I could still buy him a drink. I don't know if he's just a chill guy, or trying to get into my pants. Creepy, since he's never seen me and only knows I have a commonly female spelling of a common first name.
penguinfaery is my hero right now. She rescued my X-Japan poster from the airplane.When is somebody going to fansub the second NANA movie? I wants moar NANA.
I should be writing, but I had a weeks’ worth of LJ to catch up on. You people and your posting. And, oh yeah, Phoenix Wright much?
