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Good grief. I got almost 30 emails today. This whole grad school thing is sure keeping me on my toes.

I hate oranges. Because of this, I hate orange juice. I also hate the color orange, but that's not really related. So anyway, yesterday morning I went to Au Bon Pain to get myself some coffee and a pastry for breakfast. I picked out a pastry and realized I didn't really want coffee, which is unusual but not weird. Every now and then my body rejects the idea of caffeine, and I figure this is its way of regulating my coffee addiction, so I go with it. So no coffee. I turned around and there was this large open refridgerator, with all the juice and yogurt and fruit on display, and right there at eye level was a shelf full of orange juice.

I hate orange juice.

And yet my body saw the juice and suddenly screamed, "I want that! I want that NOW!" in a very six-year-old sort of way. My brain very calmly looked at the orange juice and replied, "No. You won't drink it. You hate orange juice." To this my body replied that it knew what it wanted, and what it wanted was what it saw, and I would damn well buy the orange juice and I would drink it. Furthermore, I would buy the large 16 oz cup and not the dinky 8 oz cup. My brain ogled, but was swayed by my body's apparent conviction. So I bought 16 oz of orange juice. And I drank most of it. It was very strange.
I must be vitamin deficient. I took a vitamin when I got home last night.

Today was LONG. I woke up and wrote an article for B Magazine about this year's Nobel prize winners, then walked over to Church St and got a proxy-capable ID card printed, so I can get into Pierson college to take meals, then went to lab and transformed some yeast and some bacteria, then went to Cell Bio and read a Genetics paper instead of taking notes, then went back to lab to plate some bacteria, then wrote a summary of the Genetics paper I didn't really finish reading, then went to a friend's house for a dinner, then went to Genetics discussion, then walked all the way across town to watch Lost with another friend, and now here I am back at home, avoiding reading two Cell Bio papers for the seminar tomorrow morning.

As hectic and stressed as today was, I feel okay right now. It was a productive day, I was stressed out, I did some intelligent things, and I came home to a safe and warm apartment. I don't know why being stressed out makes me happier, but I guess that's part of why I'm in grad school. Maybe it's that I feel like I'm contributing something, or I'm not overprivileged, or whatever. I don't know why, but being happy always makes me feel really guilty.

I'm definitely still lonely though, because I'm still finding myself missing people I shouldn't be missing. *sigh*

Coming soon, to a schedule near you:
* Genetics retreat this weekend--Friday and Saturday
* GPSCY party Saturday night
* Cell Bio midterm Monday
* Cell Bio midterm questions due to study group by Saturday
* Pay rent and car payment
* NSF due next week (or possibly the week after, if I decide I'm applying for Life Sci and not Interdisciplinary)
* In lab tomorrow: dilute yeast colonies because I overgrew them, transform three more bait vectors into said yeast, miniprep today's 30 bacterial colonies and hope to get prey vectors out.

All right, off to bed, so I can get up in six hours to finish reading the aforementioned Cell Bio papers.