The Vercellotti transfection wars are on and I am losing to Julia. Granted, she has lived up in PWB for five years and I have been there for three months, but I would really like to win this one! The good news is that I got my new western antibody to work, which is pacify Dr. Vercellotti and buy me more time to write my grant.
Why does it seem like people don't come to visit until you have 1000+ things to do? Next weekend we have three sets of people coming to visit, and I have a MAJOR take home test!
I just got the funniest email from Jenny. She really needs to write a book. Maybe she should write one like David Sedaris and try to get a movie made like Augstin Burroughs. I would love to see some try to portray Peter on the big screen. He is just too much of a lovable, frustrating, goofball.
Matt and I cooked tapas last night. My eyes are always bigger than my stomach, so I made enough food for six. By 9PM I was stuffed beyond measure and still cooking one last dish! Good thing Matt likes to reheat the leftovers.