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June 20, 2006
June 19, 2006
I find out tomorrow if I get VIVA–ed or not. If I do then my degree will be over tomorrow. No more work at Warwick. If not then I finished almost two weeks ago. Woot!
…either way I didn't bother my arse enough to care for the past three years. So…yes.
From 3 years I can say:
I like the environmental side of biology.
I like the health–related topics of biology.
Ilike big biology. Big systems.
I don't like genes… which has sort of been fundamental to the past three years, and is essential to almost all biological systems. Oh well.
I like learning.
I like finding out things and passing on that information to other people.
I like outdoor biology.
I think I should have done a different course. An environmental–health course perhaps…
June 03, 2006
Writing about web page http://www.channel4.com/news/video/something_different.htmlThe unusual, the funny and the downright wrong stories end up here. I know most of them are pretty old, but they are still interesting. One of my favorites is this one the way the ape falls to the ground, and the poking with a stick is classic! If all else fails a good stick–poking should come in handy!
June 02, 2006
The history of cosmetics is part of my project, so here are some highlights… none of it science!
The first eye colouring cosmetics recorded were also the first to have preservatives (thogh it was coincidental). Yes, really!
Soap was outlawed by the Catholic church in the middle ages because bearing skin to bath was considered evil… isn't that interesting?
Oooo also, you know those beauty patches that the big–wigs wore? Well, where it was on the face indicated if the individual was a flirty Gerty, a Mrs or smouldering with passion! A bit more subtle than getting your boobs out for a night out!
I'm not enjoying the write up, but every now and again I read something that makes me go ooo!
All together now… "Ooo
May 31, 2006
His death was unexpected. Dropped dead in the garden. Just like his Da. It's hit hard. He's only a few years older than Dad.
All the funerals I've been to in Ireland have been shortly after the person died. A few days. but now, because it was unexpected there has to be some sort of inquest, which means the body probably won't be released until next week…
Tim was cool. I really want to go. I like funerals. That might seem weird, but I like the fact it is a chance to say goodbye, however you might want to, whatever you believe. I like the fact I can get all my emotions out, with people who feel the same, and I don't feel I'm burdening anyone feeling what I feel. I like being with the people who knew the deceased, who loved them and enjoyed their company. And funerals are when the whole family turns out. All the long lost relatives. Yes they are sad occasions, but I have found that when they are over, and the family and friends all go for a meal and a drink, the feeling is one of celebration. And I feel better for having been able to grieve.
I might not get to go to this funeral though.
My project deadline is next Wednesday.
The funeral is in Galway, so at least 2 days will be taken up travelling and ceremonies.
I don't think I'll make it.
And that sucks.
May 24, 2006
Streptococcus, Staphylococcus and Micrococcus are little bastards.
May 23, 2006
Once again I was the downpour.
Once again my jeans were stuck to my skin and my waterproof coat stopped being waterproof.
Once again I found it hilarious, and just went about laughing and smiling to myself.
Roll on two weeks when the celebrations can begin, and 10,000 words will be bound, neatly in a nice little mark inducing package… hopefully!
May 19, 2006
Feel the need to tell everyones
Jamie turned a crap day into one of the best days.
So what my project is a pile of crap? In the long run, none of it matters… Well, today at least none of it matters!
May 13, 2006
WARNING: Contains a lot of grumbling.
My project is being an arse. The micro organisms are not growing in the cosmetic products… which i suppose is a good thing, as it means the cosmetics anti–microbial properties are doing their job, but its bad for my project as it means all I can say is "they are dead". Well, that with a bit of elaboration.
So tomorrow the lab is only open for two hours and in that two hours I have to innoculate everything again, with increased amounts of micro–organisms. Considering this is only meant to be a part lab project I seem to be spending a fucking lot of time wearing the old labcoat. It could change to a full project, but I don't feel I have done enough or got enough results to merit that. So I spend 9–12 hours in the lab monday to friday, and then go in on the weekends, leaving me not wanting to write or research in the evenings, but I know everyone else is working hard too. And my enter–the–building–at–weekends–and–evenings card doesn't work properly so I have to wait for someone to let me through the doors, sigh.
The other thing that gets to me with the project is the complete and total variability in the project supervisiors. Some lead their students through the project, describing what they need to be doing. Others say "off you go".
Project–wise, this has been a bad and busy week. This coming week, I shall not burn myself with bunsens and autoclaves, I will not smash my experiments all over the sink, I will not set fire to bits of plastic that I need for my experiment, I will not spill Staphylococcus (all be it the safe variety) all over the workspace, and I will get out of the lab before before 7… hopefully.
May 08, 2006
I was reading this story on the bbc news website, about how the book, The Third Policeman is experiancing a boom in sales due to an episode of Lost, and it reminded me of a book I read of in another book... you following? (I read a book that referred to this book.) It was called The Trouble with the Irish (or the English Depending on your point of View) and I just thought it was an interesting title, plus it's written by someone with the name Wibberly and had all the intentions of tracking it down… but never did… UNTIL NOW!
SO in putting off my project I have discovered… it is out of print (to buy costs around $400 from the internet) and it seems only to reside in a few select university libraries, so boooo. I might find an old copy like McCarthy did…