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Oct. 13th, 2008 09:22 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
commotiocordisLOL at how cohab is suggesting we all work together and clean up before we leave for break.
Umm, wtf? Because I thought we were still all on the "wash our own dishes" type of scheme. So I've been washing all my own dishes, wiping down the sink after I brush my teeth and all, and now I've got to help them do it too? I think this is bullshit, but there's really no way of saying so without being all "Umm, no this is all on you, disgustingslobtypes."
Was supposed to be out dancing on the quad/mall type thing, but evidently the dance lesson guy didn't show or something. We went out there (even a bit late), but twas no one. Speakers for the music (that didn't look unpacked), and a few people sitting around, but no danceage. Sadness. But we're going to go watch "Captain Jack Harkness" of the Torchwoodian goodness in the gym downstairs in a bit whilst I finish my workout, so yay.
Genetics fruitfly experiment (dihybrid crosses) aren't working out v. well in terms of timing--we go on break on Wednesday, so we had to initiate the F1 crosses by then to let them incubate over the 9 days it takes for the F2s to pop out. Problem lies in that the F1s that we have to count and type and sex before sticking a couple into some new tubes to mate aren't even hatched into larvae yet, much less count/sex/type/breedable adults. Dunno how that's going to play.
And now cohab primero is hanging out in our room. Gah. Trying to do work. Supposedly, so is she, but I can't work with other people in the room; that's just how it goes. She was talking about going off to some all-night cafe to do work, and I was trying to encourage it without sounding too much like I was trying to get rid of her (not that I care, because I do that all the time), but no such luck because now she's decided to park out right here. And really be on Facebook, I'm pretty sure, as that's almost always how it is. Considering I was up all freaking night because some jackasses decided to do construction outside my window from about 2-6am (if they do it again tonight, I'm going to pick up the phone and start dialing numbers and waking people up, because that's intolerable) and she was all "O YAY, let's hang out and watch movies" when I wanted to nap this afternoon, I'm not too happy atm.
Was sort of hanging about to see if she'd decide to go and I could go back to semi-trying to write this paper, but it looks like she's parked. Shall go Torchwood now.
Umm, wtf? Because I thought we were still all on the "wash our own dishes" type of scheme. So I've been washing all my own dishes, wiping down the sink after I brush my teeth and all, and now I've got to help them do it too? I think this is bullshit, but there's really no way of saying so without being all "Umm, no this is all on you, disgustingslobtypes."
Was supposed to be out dancing on the quad/mall type thing, but evidently the dance lesson guy didn't show or something. We went out there (even a bit late), but twas no one. Speakers for the music (that didn't look unpacked), and a few people sitting around, but no danceage. Sadness. But we're going to go watch "Captain Jack Harkness" of the Torchwoodian goodness in the gym downstairs in a bit whilst I finish my workout, so yay.
Genetics fruitfly experiment (dihybrid crosses) aren't working out v. well in terms of timing--we go on break on Wednesday, so we had to initiate the F1 crosses by then to let them incubate over the 9 days it takes for the F2s to pop out. Problem lies in that the F1s that we have to count and type and sex before sticking a couple into some new tubes to mate aren't even hatched into larvae yet, much less count/sex/type/breedable adults. Dunno how that's going to play.
And now cohab primero is hanging out in our room. Gah. Trying to do work. Supposedly, so is she, but I can't work with other people in the room; that's just how it goes. She was talking about going off to some all-night cafe to do work, and I was trying to encourage it without sounding too much like I was trying to get rid of her (not that I care, because I do that all the time), but no such luck because now she's decided to park out right here. And really be on Facebook, I'm pretty sure, as that's almost always how it is. Considering I was up all freaking night because some jackasses decided to do construction outside my window from about 2-6am (if they do it again tonight, I'm going to pick up the phone and start dialing numbers and waking people up, because that's intolerable) and she was all "O YAY, let's hang out and watch movies" when I wanted to nap this afternoon, I'm not too happy atm.
Was sort of hanging about to see if she'd decide to go and I could go back to semi-trying to write this paper, but it looks like she's parked. Shall go Torchwood now.
