Clean Dishes
Soon this will be but a memory.
The dishwasher is due tomorrow between 9:30 and 11:30am.
I had to wash dishes last night in order to have enough clean dishes to cook dinner tonight. (Again, none of my papers helped.)
Friday, September 02, 2005
Soon
Clean Dishes
Offers of Aid
I heard/read the other day that Canada, among other countries, had offered the US aid. Bush said "thanks, but no thanks."
Here's the latest I've read, on who's offering aid:
Here's the latest I've read, on who's offering aid:
The world lines up to offer aid to Hurricane Katrina victims
Last Updated Fri, 02 Sep 2005 13:17:50 EDT
CBC News
More than three dozen countries, besides Canada have pledged assistance to the United States in the aftermath of Hurricane Katrina.
Cuba and Venezuela have offered to help despite political differences. The list also includes Saudi Arabia, Dominica, Russia, France, Japan, China, El Salvador, Israel, Paraguay, the U.K., the United Arab Emirates, the Netherlands, Honduras, Germany, Venezuela, Jamaica, Australia, Switzerland, Greece, Hungary, Columbia, The Dominican Republic, Mexico, South Korea, New Zealand, Guatemala, Belgium, Singapore, Sri Lanka, Italy, Guyana, Indonesia, Austria, Lithuania, Spain, Norway and the Bahamas.
For example, Australia announced a donation of $8 million to the American Red Cross. Japan said it would contribute $200,000 to the American Red Cross and upon request $300,000 in tents, blankets, power generators, portable water tanks and other equipment.
The United States historically has aided victims of disasters but many have been critical that such a rich nation could do more.
Random Babblings
AC is working in the building today... it's frigid in my office again. But that's fine. I prefer frigid over too warm. I can always put more clothing on, and I keep a few warm items in my office for just such occasions.
It's been cold in my office ever since the office next door switched occupants. (The office next door is the one with the thermostat.) I'm not sure if they adjusted it, or just produce more heat.
Monitors and stuff produce a surprising amount of heat.
Speaking of heat... word is that natural gas is going to be pricey this winter. Luckily it doesn't get too cold down here, and I prefer a cool apartment. I think I'll set my thermostat somewhat cooler than usual this winter. ...Yet another reason to finish my wool afghan... I'll need it! ;)
Now back to Glycogen Phosphorylase, and it's allosteric mechanism.
It's been cold in my office ever since the office next door switched occupants. (The office next door is the one with the thermostat.) I'm not sure if they adjusted it, or just produce more heat.
Monitors and stuff produce a surprising amount of heat.
Speaking of heat... word is that natural gas is going to be pricey this winter. Luckily it doesn't get too cold down here, and I prefer a cool apartment. I think I'll set my thermostat somewhat cooler than usual this winter. ...Yet another reason to finish my wool afghan... I'll need it! ;)
Now back to Glycogen Phosphorylase, and it's allosteric mechanism.
Random Thoughts
Walking to school this morning I saw a gigantic box in my neighbourhood. It was for a 52" TV. What does someone need a TV like that for, living in small apartments like mine? (Unless, of course, they're visually impaired...)
I was going to stop in the front office and pick up a few movies for this weekend (assuming the selction had improved), but I was too early. Wow. That's unusual. I was there at 8:40, and they don't open until 9. (I was aiming to arrive on campus at 9 so that I could pick up a prescription before working with J. However, it turns out J has meetings booked all morning. I guess he forgot about those when I was talking to him yesterday.) That's life. I did write a summary of one paper so far this morning.
...um... I guess I should get started on the next... ;)
I was going to stop in the front office and pick up a few movies for this weekend (assuming the selction had improved), but I was too early. Wow. That's unusual. I was there at 8:40, and they don't open until 9. (I was aiming to arrive on campus at 9 so that I could pick up a prescription before working with J. However, it turns out J has meetings booked all morning. I guess he forgot about those when I was talking to him yesterday.) That's life. I did write a summary of one paper so far this morning.
...um... I guess I should get started on the next... ;)
Thursday, September 01, 2005
Weasley and other WIPs
Weasley
I was bad last night and worked on Weasley without first doing a single afghan square. And then I was tired, and went to bed early. So tonight I was good, and (after doing a row or two on Weasley), I did *two* squares:
The pattern for the pretty one is by Kimberly Andrew. The plain one is just plain old sc... not terribly exciting, but warm. And I think my blanket will need a few plain squares to tie the mess together. ;)
Remember, afghan progress can be seen here.
Facilities
Water will be off in the department from 5-7 tonight. Chocolate hunting will commence at 5.
Methinks someone is fiddling with the environmental controls too... within the past few minutes, the third floor has become humid and not-so-cool. Chocolate hunting may start earlier than 5, if conditions continue to deteriorate.
Methinks someone is fiddling with the environmental controls too... within the past few minutes, the third floor has become humid and not-so-cool. Chocolate hunting may start earlier than 5, if conditions continue to deteriorate.
Payday
Can you tell I'm having a great time concentrating again today?
Another thought occurred to me... yesterday was payday, and part of August is on the fall term. Does that mean I have to give some of my paycheque back? (Ouch ouch ouch!) My advisor says I shouldn't, and to come to him if anyone asks me to.
...Keeping fingers crossed that the rent cheque I wrote this morning doesn't bounce...
It shouldn't bounce... I have it set up that money comes out of my "money market" (aka savings) account should there not be enough in my chequing.
Note to self: check to see what the delay is on depositing Canadian cheques... I don't want to get caught with not enough in either account! (My backup savings are all back home in Canada.)
If it wasn't so hot out, I'd wander out in search of decent chocolate. But it *is* hot out, and I have work to do.
Another thought occurred to me... yesterday was payday, and part of August is on the fall term. Does that mean I have to give some of my paycheque back? (Ouch ouch ouch!) My advisor says I shouldn't, and to come to him if anyone asks me to.
...Keeping fingers crossed that the rent cheque I wrote this morning doesn't bounce...
It shouldn't bounce... I have it set up that money comes out of my "money market" (aka savings) account should there not be enough in my chequing.
Note to self: check to see what the delay is on depositing Canadian cheques... I don't want to get caught with not enough in either account! (My backup savings are all back home in Canada.)
If it wasn't so hot out, I'd wander out in search of decent chocolate. But it *is* hot out, and I have work to do.
Funding Fiasco
The issue of funding still isn't resolved... I just checked wtih my advisor, and he said the list sent out yesterday was wrong. Especially given that the project I'm listed as an RA for has no money left in the grant. He is looking into partially funding me so that health insurance will be taken care of, but did say I should be planning on funding myself. (Good thing I didn't go out and splurge on Noro Silk Garden last night! ;) )
I'm not conciously stressing over this issue, but I think I may be subconciously. Yesterday I couldn't concentrate, so I went and chatted with Kelli. This morning I woke up with a half dozen brand-spanking-new, near-bursting zits. (The zits are now red marks on my forehead... I admit it... I'm a zit-squisher.)
I was joking about those zits with my advisor just now, and he suggested maybe I wasn't getting enough chocolate. Hmmm... that's a definite possibility... I haven't been eating chocolate chip cookies this week, and so my chocolate intake is near zero: I don't like most cheap American chocolate, and the expensive stuff bites me in the pocketbook. I cut out the chocolate chip cookies because something in them was giving me heartburn at night, plus the whole weight issue.
Now... the question is... do I go out and splurge a bit on some chocolate?
I'm not conciously stressing over this issue, but I think I may be subconciously. Yesterday I couldn't concentrate, so I went and chatted with Kelli. This morning I woke up with a half dozen brand-spanking-new, near-bursting zits. (The zits are now red marks on my forehead... I admit it... I'm a zit-squisher.)
I was joking about those zits with my advisor just now, and he suggested maybe I wasn't getting enough chocolate. Hmmm... that's a definite possibility... I haven't been eating chocolate chip cookies this week, and so my chocolate intake is near zero: I don't like most cheap American chocolate, and the expensive stuff bites me in the pocketbook. I cut out the chocolate chip cookies because something in them was giving me heartburn at night, plus the whole weight issue.
Now... the question is... do I go out and splurge a bit on some chocolate?
Random Rantings
Notice: I'm going to be ranting in this post... feel free to skip it. I use a few "bad words" too.
Okay... further to the last post. This morning I got my daily dose of crazy by listening to NPR. Apparently someone shot at a helicopter trying to land at the New Orleans Superdome (or whatever it's called). The helicopter was trying to airlift out the worst of the injured. What was going through the mind of the person who fired one off? Who knows. Kelli suggested it might be a combination of gang and survival mentality. Here are more of my thoughts. Note: I'll refer to the shooter as "the idiot", and use masculine pronouns, although I recognize the fact that the idiot may actually be feminine or neuter. (Yes, idiot, I'm calling you neuter.)
Possibility #1: The idiot was bored.
Desired outcome: Excitement.
Achieved outcome: More boredom, as the rescuers are now delaying rescues until the situation calms down.
Suggested alternative action: Shoot yourself in the foot.
Reasoning: (a) There is a small chance you are only hurting yourself. (b) You have provided excitement for you and those around you. (c) You now have something more engaging to think about than how hot, bored, and hungry you are. (d) You may have upped your priority for being moved out.
Possibility #2: The idiot was mad at Georgie.
Desired outcome: Faster rescue.
Achieved outcome: Slower rescue.
After reading this post at Bitch Ph.D., I agree that the idiot has plenty to be angry about. However, do you really think Bush is going to listen? Heck, he won't even give a 15 minute interview to that lady who's son he got killed over in Iraq. And what about those people in the helecopter? Georgie sure as hell doesn't listen to them, and they're probably just as annoyed that Louisiana's National Guard is over in Iraq, and that they don't have more resources to devote to rescue or infrastructure maintenance. All you're doing is getting them pissed off at you too. After all, they're doing their best with limited resources, and you're shooting at them. Ingrates!
Suggested alternative action: Shoot at Georgie's plane.
Reasoning: Georgie is more likely to notice this action, and you'll get your ass airlifted out of there and into a federal prison ASAP.
Now onto a more local rant... why is it that I'm so wiped out at 8:30 that I feel like I could take a 1-2 hour nap on the couch, yet, when I decide it would be a better idea to go to bed, then brush my teeth and do get into bed, I can't sleep?
Another rant along the same lines... why is it that I can comfortably sleep all night in bed, yet if I read for a half hour under the covers, my feet sweat and get clammy?
Okie... that's enough ranting for now. Steam is now blown off. Now back to working on my proposal.
Okay... further to the last post. This morning I got my daily dose of crazy by listening to NPR. Apparently someone shot at a helicopter trying to land at the New Orleans Superdome (or whatever it's called). The helicopter was trying to airlift out the worst of the injured. What was going through the mind of the person who fired one off? Who knows. Kelli suggested it might be a combination of gang and survival mentality. Here are more of my thoughts. Note: I'll refer to the shooter as "the idiot", and use masculine pronouns, although I recognize the fact that the idiot may actually be feminine or neuter. (Yes, idiot, I'm calling you neuter.)
Possibility #1: The idiot was bored.
Desired outcome: Excitement.
Achieved outcome: More boredom, as the rescuers are now delaying rescues until the situation calms down.
Suggested alternative action: Shoot yourself in the foot.
Reasoning: (a) There is a small chance you are only hurting yourself. (b) You have provided excitement for you and those around you. (c) You now have something more engaging to think about than how hot, bored, and hungry you are. (d) You may have upped your priority for being moved out.
Possibility #2: The idiot was mad at Georgie.
Desired outcome: Faster rescue.
Achieved outcome: Slower rescue.
After reading this post at Bitch Ph.D., I agree that the idiot has plenty to be angry about. However, do you really think Bush is going to listen? Heck, he won't even give a 15 minute interview to that lady who's son he got killed over in Iraq. And what about those people in the helecopter? Georgie sure as hell doesn't listen to them, and they're probably just as annoyed that Louisiana's National Guard is over in Iraq, and that they don't have more resources to devote to rescue or infrastructure maintenance. All you're doing is getting them pissed off at you too. After all, they're doing their best with limited resources, and you're shooting at them. Ingrates!
Suggested alternative action: Shoot at Georgie's plane.
Reasoning: Georgie is more likely to notice this action, and you'll get your ass airlifted out of there and into a federal prison ASAP.
Now onto a more local rant... why is it that I'm so wiped out at 8:30 that I feel like I could take a 1-2 hour nap on the couch, yet, when I decide it would be a better idea to go to bed, then brush my teeth and do get into bed, I can't sleep?
Another rant along the same lines... why is it that I can comfortably sleep all night in bed, yet if I read for a half hour under the covers, my feet sweat and get clammy?
Okie... that's enough ranting for now. Steam is now blown off. Now back to working on my proposal.
WTF?!?
Yeesh! Okay... I can see the people down in New Orleans being extremely frustrated with their situation... but taking pop-shots at the rescuers? WTF?!? Like that is going to make your situation any better? The looting was bad enough...
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