The lab is moving... It's like pouring 5 gallons of crankcase oil into a pint glass. No major disasters so far, although at one point this morning Jorge was about ready to have us start packing up again to move back. Don't ask.
Things are a little...tense at work right now. Everyone's overworked and a little cranky. It doesn't look like we'll have any science happening until next week at the earliest. Pfui. Maybe someday I'll graduate, but not if I don't manage to get some data collected, dang it. That hot pink mutant strain has been sitting in the fridge for a week and a half now, waiting for me to figure it out...
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