Welcome back..

...citalopram. How was your time away?


I don't blog often enough when I'm happy, and for that I am sorry. I just forget, because I am so caught up with my good mood. And I also have trouble explaining why I feel so great.

I have recently discovered another awesome writer, columnist Joe Hildebrand. He's quite clever, and witty. I've also found a new favourite website for opinion pieces - thepunch.com.au - and rediscovered Short Stack (EEP!) and Merlin (random clips on youtube). So life is good. Not that it is these things on their own that make life good. But they certainly help.


I spend most of my time on the Dotslide (microscope), imaging and re-imaging slides. It can be frustrating, when it can't focus on the image even though the z-range is fine and turning the contrast down gives you a grainier image. And it's definitely lonely - you go for hours and hours without leaving your seat in the dark corner of an empty room. There's no time for breaks because you've booked the microscope, and you have so many slides to get through, and guy teaching you the stuff wants the IGVs done (need a code-name for him, will have to think of this later) and the Supervisor would like data asap (is this code-name good enough? Does it give the game away too easily?). It can get very, very lonely. When I'm back in company after like five hours alone I feel like I've forgotten how to talk or communicate in any way. One of the other girls pointed out that she doesn't think I'll EVER forget how to talk, and it made me LOL. Because she has a point :p.

Anyway,  despite these little draw-backs, the work is kind of satisfying. Seeing a problem with the image and knowing you can fix it, little things like knowing how to turn on the microscope and shut it down again properly without consulting anyone  - it's a good feeling. Very efficient-like. And self-sustained. 


The middle sister has been ill (hospital, surgery, can't walk, sit or lie down) and it sort of brings to attention that I have a lot with which to be satisfied. I can skip if I want to. Skipping is very uplifting. It makes you feel so young and carefree and it cuts down the time it takes to get from A to B. And carefree. You feel lighter when you skip. Did I mention carefree? I think Michael McIntyre has a comedy routine related to such - it's very funny. Michael McIntyre's laugh is adorably hilarious, plus he seems to have very supple, bouncy hair (but it's not curly). 


I have indulged in a few too many TimTams over the last couple of days. Naughty, naughty. But the world is supposed to end today - or at least, when it's today in New York or wherever that guy is - so it probably won't matter. I gather the Heavens will descend or something at 6pm New York time. How awkward for this guy and his followers if it doesn't?! Imagine having to go back to doing your grocery shopping and saying hello to your neighbours. And the rest of the world. Awkward.


It's been a good day, and I've been in a good mood, and I'm glad to have shared a bit of it with you even though I may not have conveyed it strongly enough. See you on the other side of the apocalypse!

Peace and love,

S.