Dedication

I'm keeping my promise to myself. I'm posting everyday whether I feel like posting or not. This is a good thing because if I can do this, I can surely do anything else. Like making sure I write down what I'm eating and running errands in a time-appropriate manner. Yeah, stuff like that.

Why did I bother throwing a dinner party? Really...why try? I shouldn't be this pessimistic. I mean, so what that after all the effort I've put into it, the one person I wanted more than anything to be there says she still probably can't make it. I really wanted her to be. I miss her. I used to live with her. And she was great. Granted, we're both different people now. I suppose it doesn't help she's so busy with band and school and her bf. I'm busy too. So yeah, chances are 6 people will show up. I guess that's not too bad. I didn't want it to be too big, so yeah. I haven't heard back from a lot of people still. I mean, yeah, I only gave a week's notice, and yeah, it's the week before Thanksgiving. I should host another one before finals. I should put it up now. Maybe that would get a better response. But why the fuck should I try if it's just going to end up as disappointing as this?!

So I got to run my first errand to campus at work today. A cold package got delivered to campus instead of the USDA for one of our PIs (our Heads of the Labs) and I got to run and get it. It was packed with dry ice and wrapped in Styrofoam 6 inches thick. I felt so important carrying that package around. I was somebody. I was a scientist. I looked important. Want to know what was inside? A cloning kit. Fucking awesome.