Good news: people seem to really like one of my RPM demos over on Mefi Music.

Bad news: dame may murder lonefrontranger and steal his hoodie.

(her hoodie, cortex)

people seem to really like one of my RPM demos over on Mefi Music.

I am not surprised!

IT'S hoodie

Sorry, lonefrontranger—Internet nerds default to weeners when I don't know better, and the lone ranger being a dude only reinforces that.

Good news: I've found the solution to protein aggregates!

Bad news: I don't know what protein aggregates are, and I didn't know they were a problem. :(

Cortex: I'm sure her hoodie would look very cute on you.

CitrusFreak - the quick answer is that they're a problem because they introduce impurities when trying to utilise (recombinant) proteins for therapeutic drug applications.

the long answer is that a Ph.D. in organic chem. really kinda helps to actually understand what we do here.

cortex: no harm done and here I went to all that trouble to update my wiki this week...

good news: I don't have to work at DumbCo anymore.
bad news: it's too cold to go out roaming the city, so I'm stuck sitting at home in my bathrobe and going stir crazy.

Bad news: I am also very drowsy this afternoon and my office is stuffy and I don't have the motivation to get up and out in the fresh air.

Good news: House is empty till 7pm PST tonight so I can go home and take a nap!

jonmc: I had not heard this. I recently spent about a month in permabathrobe-and-slippers mode myself.

Not working for Dumbco can *only* be a positive thing, right?

Good news: It's the weekend and I have a bottle of Laphroaig.

Bad news: I'm sure the universe will figure something out for me.

lfr: to avoid derail, details here

also, just this moment:

good news: the doorbell just rang, probably dinner being delivered

bad news: it was just some kids randomly ringing bells, so I ran down two flights only to find my self standing on the sidewalk in my robe holding pips' kitten-shaped purse.

Bad news: my memory is shot, I don't know what the hell I am doing at any given minute, I have to work tomorrow, and I missed an opportunity to have a great night out tomorrow night because I am a complete dipshit.

Good news: husband wants to go England this summer.

on the sidewalk in my robe holding pips' kitten-shaped purse.

Hee hee hee!

Good news: I am done.
Bad news: I am done.

I repeat: I love the robe.

on the sidewalk in my robe holding pips' kitten-shaped purse.

Hee hee hee!

I laughed too. I envisioned jonmc swatting kids over the head with his purse.

yeah, I am sure the kids laughed too... Or run away scared. Only jonmc knows.

bad news: it was just some kids randomly ringing bells, so I ran down two flights only to find my self standing on the sidewalk in my robe holding pips' kitten-shaped purse.

Good News: Jon, you always make me laugh!!!! My mental image of that is priceless!!

Bad News: Jon, it's also like twelve degrees with the wind chill, and you know what the cold can do to delicate parts!!!

Good News: The dummy I ordered off ebay to model my jewelry arrived today so I can start taking pics for my portfolio tomorrow!

Bad News: I'm procrastinating and have been for the last few days - and it's not like I've made good use of my procrastination either. I haven't gone to the gym since Monday and I haven't worked on any new pieces since Tuesday - so what am I doing online?!?!

Hardy Har Har. Well, since I haven't cut my hair since February, haven't shaved in two weeks or trimmed the goatee in a month, and the robe is ratty, the purse just made me look like a moderately effeminate Howard Hughes. All I need was pink kleenex boxes on my feet.

Good news: I've finally got a gym membership. I've been lifting for about a week now and it feels really fucking good. I'm gonna do a cycle of HST for the next couple of months. Tonight, I established the five rep maximums in a whole bunch of exercises.

Bad news: current temp assignment probably won't go perm. But I kind of knew that already and wasn't really crazy about this particular place anyway.

More good news: co-workers at current temp assignment like me enough to try to convince me to stay.

Good news: I spent all day cooking a pretty great dinner. Duck breasts with black cherry compote, homemade ravioli stuffed with leek and parmesan cheese, mixed green salad with a garlic, lemon, and red wine vinagrete, and a chocolate and blueberry pie. I also rendered the fat from the duck so I now have 1 cup of duck fat (hello potatoes!) and two duck legs brining for dinner tomorrow night. Enough of the homemade ravioli burst in the pot of boiling water that I decided to let it cook down so I could add some cannelini beans and more chopped leeks to turn it into a soup. And since I happened to have a duck carcass, I decided to boil it for about 6 hours in a large pot of water so I could make duck broth for cooking up a gigantic pot of gumbo later on this week. Yummina yum yum!

Bad news: Because I spent all day cooking a fantastic dinner (and then some) and cleaning up afterward, and writing a column so other people can do this on Valentine's Day, its now 11:30 and I'm too tired to do the sewing I should have done instead.