12 dogs, i say!

Where did this whole Friday the 13th superstition come from anyways? I should google this.

Another busy day (for the most part):

Took a couple of naps last night instead of actually sleeping...maybe 4-5 hours of sleep achieved? Hard to get the shut-eye.

Good news is, I finished a rather crappy essay on PDZ domains in beta-2 adrenergic receptors (but would really cringe if anyone from lab ever actually read it. It's far too vague). My paper partner did a fantastic job and drew the figure, but unfortunately, also ended up going way beyond the word limit. Anyways, it's just the rough draft that was due today, and we got it done in the end :) more or less.

Went to lab, got terrible BP results for the old mice (some of them got kinda chunky), trained the new mice (cute critters!) and watched Rani, our lab manager, do some genotyping with the PCR machine.

Then (and this quite a highlight in my day) as I was walking my bike by the side of the Clark center, I heard the rattling of leashes behind me, got to one side, turned around and was astonished to see someone walking no less than 12 dogs! Yes, 12! These were decent sized dogs too! It was a quirky and very memorable sight to see.

Then, meeting with Kate and the PHE intervention group at Vaden to talk about our presentation for Tuesday (crossing my fingers all goes well) and about the internship I'll be doing with her this summer and next year (Very exciting! Kate is so cool...a big fan of her hair too- it's got personality!). Then bumped into John (Shen) and did Hwimori errands, getting programs xeroxed, etc. He was nice enough to offer to iron my uniform! Now that's bordering on saintly, in my dictionary. Then had to meet with Julia at the Coho to go over the Ions paper I mentioned earlier. Did some stuff for PFC and PWHHR...went to Safeway with Felicia for mysterious and important errands, and landed back at Robinson to grab some BBQ food.

Watched a couple of sex and the city episodes and slept (sort of) but ARGH...despite immense sleep debt, my stupid weird can't-sleep pattern is kicking back in. I feel bad because I was rather grumpy with Gigi (one of the PFC managers) on the phone earlier when we were talking about advertising for the health talk event on June 4th. Now I can't sleep :-/ Doing some work...but I know it's really going to suck when I have to wake up at 7:30 am tomorrow and hi-tail it to Stanford Stadium to help set up for Relay. At 11 am it's off to Hwimori practice, show at 2 pm, back to Relay to help out, back to dorm to get ready for senior formal, dinner with Morgan and crew, senior formal...morning back at Relay, then 5:30 pm sophomore seminar get-together with my advisor and class. MASSIVE cramming for the Ions quiz on Monday to entail. No sleep envisioned. Hmm...Monday morning I have to somehow manage to get the Relay money into our colleges against cancer account at the ASSU and go to watch an 8:30 am catheter-insertion/terminal-BP measure training too.

Oh, this is going to be a fun few days, isn't it? Well, at least tomorrow is! Busy, but fun.