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 / Dŗ Hůng Dēnglůng Gāogāo Guŗ [Raise the Red Lantern] (1991)
- Au revoir, les enfants (1987)
- Chalk (2006)
- Le SamouraÔ (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%]
This Is Your (Father‚Äôs) Brain on Drugs - New York Times
Monday, September 17, 2007 @ 4:25 pm
Original article here.
This Is Your (Father‚Äôs) Brain on Drugs
Sunday, September 16, 2007 @ 4:08 pm
Among my top 10 career matches using Career Matchmaker at CareerCruising.com were the following:
- Forensic Specialist
It's eerie how dead-on they can be when they assess your interests and skills...
It's definitely a good sign, though. It says I'm heading in the right direction so everything is A-OK.
It was never my intention to leave work 45 minutes early only to arrive at home 15 minutes before I normally would.
Wednesday, September 12, 2007 @ 6:55 pm
I am so over Silicon Valley.
If I am lucky enough to leave this place, I wouldn't be too torn up about it.
Today, it took me 70 minutes to drive 18 miles.
While sitting in traffic, I started yelling "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" with my windows rolled down, calling out to no one in particular, but searching for a way to soothe my soul.
And you know what? It kinda worked. For a while there, I was laughing. My one pure moment of lysergic bliss in all the maddening, stagnant chaos consuming me.
And then I realized I was still five miles from home.
And then the rage took over.
And then the stereo volume exploded.
And they fed into each other.
And here we are now.
I HATE YOU, SAN JOSE! DO YOU HEAR THAT? I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU AND YOUR TRAFFIC AND YOUR LACK OF USABLE PUBLIC TRANSPORTATION AND YOUR CRAPPY DOWNTOWN! I HATE YOU AND YOUR STOLEN SHOPPING CARTS ON STREET CORNERS AND YOUR IDIOTIC ASIAN MOTORCYCLE GANGS AND YOUR TACKY MCMANSIONS ON TREELESS HILLS! I HATE YOU AND YOUR ENDLESS SUBURBIAN NIGHTMARE AND YOUR INCESSANT NEED TO DEVELOP OPEN LANDS INTO HOUSING THAT CANNOT POSSIBLY BE SUPPORTED BY YOUR CURRENT INADEQUATE INFRASTRUCTURE! I HATE YOU AND YOUR PUBLIC PARKS WITH NO RESTROOMS AND YOUR DISTINCT LACK OF DISTINCT GEOGRAPHY AND YOUR STUPID FLUORESCENT MARIGOLD SODIUM STREETLAMPS THAT POLLUTE THE NIGHT SKY WITH ITS SICKLY UNNATURAL GLOW!
I hate that you're all I've got...
And maybe that's why I'm so angry.
Saturday, September 8, 2007 @ 2:07 am
The itching gets much worse when I go to sleep.
When I wake up for a while, it tends to subside, but I can't keep losing sleep like that.
If only there were a neverending supply of cold compresses (to discourage the immune response that stimulates pruritis) at my bedside, I would be a happy (and well-rested) man.
I know I've been saying this for a long time now, but I really, really need insurance. Maybe then I can see that dermatologist at the new clinic who went to my college. Perhaps he would be willing to work extra hard to help out a fellow alumnus.
Lord knows I'll need all the help I can get.
Alright, I need another cold pack...
Wednesday, September 5, 2007 @ 7:53 pm
I haven't seen my mom worked up that much about anything in a long time.
She has a history of hypertension; it's why she had to go on medical leave a few years ago. She's mellowed out considerably since then, which is why it is so disconcerting to see her in such a tizzy.
I'd better tell my sister not to piss her off today...
Ten Second Interview (Segment Three).
Wednesday, September 5, 2007 @ 4:50 am
Damn itch! (No, that isn't a typo.) I want to sleeeeeeeeeeep... To pass the time, here's another exciting segment of Ten Second Interview.
When I'm elected, the first law I'll pass...
I tire of sucking the teat from this business we call misery.
Tuesday, September 4, 2007 @ 8:47 pm
File these under "T," for "Things That Are Pissing Me Off Today":
- My cousin takes 15-20 minute showers twice daily. Ordinarily, I'd say go ahead and shower to your hygiene's content--whatever twangs your balalaikas. But! Water prices have been on the rise, especially with the threat of the dreaded D-word hanging above our heads, which is putting a strain on my parents' checking account. My cousin's been living with us for... I don't even remember how long anymore and she STILL doesn't pay rent. Not like we'd charge her anything super-exorbitant--she is, after all, family--but in a way that's what makes it more aggravating. Now it's like she feels she can get away with it, and quite frankly, my mother's getting tired of it. When the shit hits the fan, I sure as hell don't want to be around...
- I can't for the life of me figure out where all these rashes are coming from. Long ago we ruled out scabies, and I'm sure that eczema along can't explain how suddenly it came on and how widespread it is. I still haven't seen a dermatologist (damn insurance, or lack thereof!) but hopefully that will change soon. I just wish I knew what to tell him/her. So far I've found out that we have changed detergents, so it could be an allergic reaction, as the rashes appear generally anywhere I wear clothes (which is to say, EVERYWHERE except my face). I also suspect that perhaps it could be some sort of contact dermatitis from exposure to certain chemicals at my work (which should mean that if I cover up--and believe me, I do--it should start to go away...which it hasn't). Hydrocortisone doesn't work as well as it should in that it brings me very little relief, and it's getting ridiculous to the point where it's robbing me of precious sleep time. I don't know what to do. All I know is that the South Koreans better hurry up and do something with their pseudoceramide discovery so I can get some relief!
- You know those people who think they're The Academic Shit--the ones who ask questions in class not because they don't know or because they need clarification, but because they already know the answer and want to rub it in everyone else's faces that they're just SO smart? There's a guy like that in my virology class. Every time he speaks, I want to kill him. He's the reason our class is behind ONE FULL LECTURE (and it's only the fourth class!)--he keeps interjecting (without even raising his hand most of the time) which sidetracks our professor, who isn't the clearest person to follow in the first place. I did all I could to concentrate on trying to learn in today's class, but I found myself trying to suppress my urge to kill him even more. Although... it was funny when the girl sitting behind me whispered "Oh my God, shut the fuck up" or other variants on that theme whenever he spoke. Glad to know I'm not the only one who hates him.
Now file these under "W," for "Why My Life Doesn't Completely Suck Despite Those Things Listed Above":
- I have to keep reminding myself that my friends are awesome. Not because sometimes I doubt the veracity of that statement, but because it's easy to overlook when things get rough. I listened through the drunk dials from this weekend again when there was downtime at work today. It makes me feel like I should have a "friend fund" where the express purpose of that money I save is to blow it all on going out with my friends. Our next planned excursion is at the end of the month... maybe. I guess there was talk about heading up to Tahoe the last weekend of September. I'm totally in if it's going to happen. I haven't been up that way in years.
- I am thankful for the fact that my parents are incredibly supportive of whatever I do, even if my mom does piss me off
- Affogato--gelato and espresso make everything better.
Monday, September 3, 2007 @ 10:47 pm
It's beginning to feel like one of those times where I just want to do absolutely nothing.
I took Friday off. I didn't technically have it off, but I've been working far more hours than I am technically allowed to by the internship program, so I said "Fuck it, I'm taking a four day weekend." It doesn't help that all I seem to be doing at work is getting ready for the stupid safety inspections. I swear to God, if I have to defrost one more immovable freezer unit with a glorified blow dryer and a makeshift dam made out of clay...
That said, it was nice having the long weekend. I didn't do much except for study. I was supposed to see some friends I hadn't seen in forever over in Berkeley on Saturday, but I realized that I didn't have enough money to justify making the trip and getting bloody smashed. Which is a shame--it sounded like they had fun (from the NINE drunk dials I received!).
This weekend, I started to give more thought about graduate school in the UK. I looked into the numbers and a one year taught master's at a university across the pond costs roughly the same as doing a two year master's program with in-state tuition charges at a public university. Plus, I have my aunt over there in London who would probably pay for my living expenses while I'm there. The only problem is that I think the deadlines are fast approaching, so I think what I'll do is apply to schools here and in the UK, and if I get into one of them then spend the next year here in the states whoring myself out to industry to save up some cash for the big move. But I still have to figure out the logistics a little bit before ultimately deciding whether or not to take the plunge.
Ah, well. It's early to rise tomorrow morning--got an 8 am class followed by work. I don't remember if the inspections are tomorrow or not; if they aren't, I can only guess what I'll be spending the bulk of my time doing...
I mean, besides wishing I were dead.