At least I hope there aren’t any for a while. I like to refer any day where many things go wrong as a Murphy Day and it seems like I’ve had quite a bit of those this past week. For example, I prepped an analysis last night that I’ve done thousands of times, using a method I created years ago, and the computer that runs my mass spec software decided it doesn’t want to cooperate and only acquired 0.001 sec of the full 1.4 min acqusition time for each of the 145 injections I set up. Thanks, technology. We’ve at least determined it’s software related. But this is typical because this instrument has been down for months and right when someone tells me it’s working fine again, it doesn’t. So instead, my day is now going to be focused on tackling this aspect of my job:
I find a good pair of noise canceling headphones and some heavy breaks make for good paperworkin’ tools.
Having a lot of things go wrong isn’t the end of the world, though I’ve done my fair share of whining to a few friends (sorry, peeps). It’s silly, but sometimes you just get overwhelmed. The bright side is I’ve gotten to take in more sights, sounds, and tastes of my neighborhood (due to being a train commuter this week, car is MIA at the moment, long story).
There is also this to look at to keep me upbeat.
I’m not overly sure where I was going with this post. Things can always be worse? Shoes make the world go ’round? My cats are lazy jerks?
Weekend plans: Phillies game tonight (not the same without Shane, sadface), run 9 miles tomorrow morning, see where the rest of the weekend takes me.
I need a