Nov. 18th, 2008

baratron: (baratron again)
I am very amused that a Google search for "do not participate in temperature programmed desorption of ammonia" lists 19 academic papers about temperature-programmed desorption before my entry on the topic. Some of them aren't even about ammonia! That's just pathetic - why should a link explaining why you should do temperature-programmed desorption of carbon monoxide be above a link that explains why you shouldn't do it with ammonia? I don't know... ;)

I have several college-related things to talk about but no spoons with which to do this. One of them is serious (bad/stressful), the others are neutral to good. Am trying to arrange an appointment with my course director to talk about the bad one, but it seems to be national Go And See Your Tutor Week. At least, when I tried to get an appointment for today I was told "I will be around all day but I'm already seeing students at 3pm, 4pm and 5.30pm", and every time I walked past there was a blind over the door for privacy. He suggested I could pop by the lab to talk to him later, but the lab was completely full of people and apparatus every time I looked there, and I figured that anyone who was still taking measurements 15 minutes before the lab closed needed all the help they could get. (As well as it being unsuitable to discuss a possibly sensitive issue). Will keep trying.

With regard to college, I feel as though I want to say "I'm exhausted, but I'm coping" - but afraid to say that as if the act of articulating that I'm coping will make the Universe dump a load of crap on me. Does anyone else get this, or is it just me being weird again? My entire body hurts and I've still got so much work to do, but I'm basically understanding what's going on in most of my courses. I think my brain is working on the right level, which was the thing I was most afraid of not being able to do. Hmm.

Also...

Nov. 18th, 2008 01:48 am
baratron: (richard)
One of my current lecturers looks like Richard will in 25 years time, and I have to constantly fight the urge to hug him. It's not that I have a crush on him or anything like that (thank $deity that I'm mostly too old for that sort of thing except when it comes to synthpop bands), just that he's so fluffy and beardy and geeky and jumper-wearing and softly-spoken and tea-drinking that I feel like I already know him much better than I actually do. He is always smiling and very enthusiastic about what he teaches, to the point where I find myself wanting to nod and agree with all of it simply because he's so nice.

Must remind self. Hug family wuzzies because they're mine. Do not traumatise lecturer wuzzies by trying to hug them. That would be cruelty to wuzzies.

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