chloroquine's Journal: I should be washing my IPs

Yeah, those IPs really are getting to me. The western and silver looked great. Enormous, juicy bands all in the right places. I'm doing the activity assay even as we speak. But I won't have results until tomorrow afternoon. What is this delayed gratification crap?

Every Monday for the past several weeks, I've met with friends to watch (shame, shame) Joe Millionaire. We sit around, snack, drink wine and make fun of it. I'm not sure what we'll do next week. I'm sure FOX will come up with another figurative trainwreck for us to look at. I'm cutting it kind of close tonight because I haven't even looked at my cells yet. But I'm really looking forward to a little brainless television along with some tasty stuff and maybe a game of scrabble.

I think I'm going to lose heavily at scrabble tonight. I'm feeling burnt out from all the little detailed pipetting. And from getting excited repeatedly about these silly proteins.

Ok, back to those IPs.