Spring Semester 2010:
* Teaching: Fundamentals of Microbiology - MW 12:00-2:40p
Medical Microbiology - TR 2:00-3:15p
Colloquium in Cell and Molecular Biology - R 3:30-4:30p
Thesis Research - Identification of T Cell Subsets and Immune Response in Colon Cancer Using Immunofluorescence - FOREVER AND EVER
Old Journal Entries
Or rather, entries from the old journal, as it were...
- An open letter to the College. (August 27, 2006)
- Untitled. (July 16, 2006)
- Haunted (Part One) (May 29, 2006)
- Are we growing up, or just going down? (May 3, 2006)
- I had a dream... (March 19, 2006)
- ... (March 14, 2006)
- Enjoy it while it lasts. (September 12, 2005)
- Scene: 3:27 AM. (September 3, 2005)
- Untitled. (July 26, 2005)
Psst... if you're looking for the academic writings I used to have here, head to my Reading Room.
- The Rage in Placid Lake (2003)
- Son of Rambow (2007)
- 大紅燈籠高高掛 / Dà Hóng Dēnglóng Gāogāo Guà [Raise the Red Lantern] (1991)
- Au revoir, les enfants (1987)
- Chalk (2006)
- Le Samouraï (1967)
- Empire Records (1995)
- The Bank Job (2008)
- Le Quatre cents coups [The 400 Blows] (1959)
- Love and Other Disasters (2006)
- Friends and Family (2001)
- Sugar [unrated] (2004)
- The Curiosity of Chance (2006)
- Blade Runner: The Final Cut (1982)
- Wristcutters: A Love Story (2006)
- Death Note [anime] (2006)
- Battle Royale (2000)
- Le scaphandre et le papillon [The Diving Bell and the Butterfly] (2007)
- Extras, Series 2 (2005)
- Extras, Series 1 (2005)
- Shelter (2007)
- Metropolis (1927)
- Cashback (2006)
- Harold and Kumar Escape from Guantanamo Bay [Unrated] (2008)
- The Catherine Tate Show, Series 2 (2005)
- The Catherine Tate Show, Series 1 (2004)
- Tokyo monogatari [Tokyo Story] (1953)
- Akira (1988)
- Habuah [The Bubble] (2006)
- Prime Suspect 4, including:
- The Lost Child (1995)
- Inner Circles (1995)
- Scent of Darkness (1995)
- Like Minds [USA: Murderous Intent] (2006)
- La Strada (1954)
- Black Orpheus (1959)
- Le Notti di Cabiria [Nights of Cabiria] (1957)
- Cleo de cinq a sept [Cleo from 5 to 7] (1962)
- Det Sjunde Inseglet [The Seventh Seal] (1957)
- Prime Suspect 3 (1994)
- Funny Face (1957)
- Lalechet Al Ha'mayim [Walk on Water] (2004)
- Charade (1963)
- Yossi & Jagger (2002)
- Mists of Avalon (2001)
- Blow Up (1966)
The *New* Reading List
Since June 2006...
- The Dead Emcee Scrolls by Saul Williams [61.3%]
- Junk Science: An Overdue Indictment of Government, Industry, and Faith Groups that Twist Science for Their Own Gain by Dan Agin, Ph.D. [64.4%]
- 1984 by George Orwell [18.8%]
Thursday, November 15, 2007 @ 9:20 pm
The disease is progressing... nicely? Is that a manner in which a disease can progress? I don't know. In any case, my sore throat is almost gone, but I have a slight cough that seems to be getting worse, and my nose is less runny and more clogged than this morning. So something's happening.
I'm on the fence about showing up to work tomorrow. (On a semi-related note: I'm not sure if I e-mailed my boss or not regarding the possibility that I won't be there. It's been a LONG day.) I guess I'll just have to see tomorrow morning. But there's something completely wrong about waking up at 6:30 am when you're sick.
Oh, speaking of progress, here's a bit more of it: I'm starting to feel a bit chilly so I'm going to bury myself in my bed. I think I'll forgo taking Advil right now--the rise in body temperature should kill some virions off so I'll let it run its course.
Joel McHale: I love you! (Part 2)
Thursday, November 15, 2007 @ 8:12 am
I was killing time waiting for the drug store to open by watching old clips from The Soup. Here's an unaired sketch that I completely forgot about, but am glad I ran into this morning:
YAY SHOWERING JOEL!
Let your fingers do the talking.
Thursday, November 15, 2007 @ 6:46 am
Damn you, sore throat!
I was going to be a nice person and physically make the call into work today to tell them I won't be
The talking thing is also the reason I am definitely not calling in. An e-mail--however cop-outish that may be--will have to suffice today.
IS IT 8:00 YET?! I want my druuuuuuuuggggggs from the drugstore...
(I also want facial tissue because I've been using paper towels to blow my nose all night and those fuckers are NOT gentle.)
Still not ready for the exuberant post about Sunday night...
Thursday, November 15, 2007 @ 12:00 am
...but I am getting over the fact that my HD decided it would rather die than store files for me any longer.
Apparently, I'm not the only person who's had an Acomdata external HD fuck up within the first two years of ownership. Oh, well. Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice... well, you won't fool me twice. Because I ain't buying your shit anymore.
In other news, I am sick.
Like, virally-sick. I'm willing to bet it's a Rhinovirus (which is funny since our latest virology exam covered Rhinoviruses in some detail). I refuse to be one of those bastards who show up at class or work, sneezing all over everyone and getting everyone else sick. (That's how I got sick--sick kids in virology class. How fucking fitting.) No. Tomorrow I'll be curled up in bed, watching DVDs and sipping tea and drinking soup and popping pills if I need them. Yup, the easy life. Except, nothing feels really easy when your nose is overproducing mucous and it's dripping down the back of your throat...
I think I'm going to (facebook) poke my hot anthropology professor and call it a night. No guarantees I'll be able to sleep, but I'm sure as hell gonna try.
Tuesday, November 13, 2007 @ 9:38 pm
So I was going to blog about how I had such a great time on Sunday evening, and even post some pictures and some videos that I took so I could share the joy. But all of that went out the window when I noticed that my external hard drive DIED.
All 300+ Gb of media files--gone. The backups of my documents--gone. (At least I still have the originals on my laptop and my desktop.) How a computer peripheral craps out after only a year and a half of usage in this day and age, I do not know. Somehow, that seems wrong.
I am so incredibly angry right now that my back is tightening up between my shoulders and my head is throbbing and my throat feels raw. I feel like I wasted the money I spent on that thing. If I had known that it would commit suicide after only 17 months, I wouldn't have bothered.
Piece of shit.
Joel McHale: I love you.
Sunday, November 11, 2007 @ 1:30 am
A tragedy; or, if you're Alanis, irony.
Saturday, November 10, 2007 @ 3:03 pm
So in the last few months, my pants have gotten quite loose and are not as well-fitting as before. This includes pajama pants with those elastic waistbands. Even those are kinda slipping off. If it weren't for the drawstring, I'd be walking around with my pants around my ankles.
I suppose this is a good thing, but what's tragic is that I don't really have any money to go out and buy new clothes that fit better and look more awesome than what I have now.
It's like knowing it's your birthday and not being allowed to have a party. Sadface.
Thursday, November 8, 2007 @ 10:58 pm
SHUT THE FUCK UP! JUST DO YOUR FUCKING HOMEWORK, STOP FUCKING CRYING, AND GO TO FUCKING SLEEP! IT'S YOUR OWN DAMN FAULT DAD'S YELLING AT YOU BECAUSE IT'S 11:00 AND YOU'RE STILL NOT FUCKING DONE. SUCK IT UP, DO YOUR WORK, AND MOVE THE FUCK ON.
I swear to God, for an 11 year old, she's pretty fucking clueless. I know I wasn't that clueless when I was 11 (or so my parents tell me). She needs to stay the hell off the internet, and stay awake (without crying or bitching that she's TIRED--boo fucking hoo!) to do all the work she needs to do. How the FUCK is she going to survive higher education if she can't deal with this now?
I am so fucking tired of this bullshit. The time I hear her through this goddamn wall, I will march over there and slap her in the head. Child abuse laws be damned--how's she supposed to learn a lesson if she doesn't feel the pain? It worked for countless generations before her and no amount of hand holding and everyone is a motherfucking snowflake hippie psychobabble make love not war bullshit is going to help the situation...