I’m working on a post about grad school and life choices that’s turning out to be rather long. So in the meantime, enjoy another sampling of the commentary (and drawings) that happens when I get tired of taking real notes during colloquia and other events. Earlier posts in the series are here and here.
On the quality of the food provided:
Fake Oreos taste kind of gross. But lemon tea is good.
I’m not a biologist but…
(I just read this in my head to the tune of “Everything is Awesome!” from The Lego Movie.)
Giving myself a pep talk:
Half of the big things for this month are out of the way; you can now focus on the other half without interruption. Be glad for that. I know you hate [specific research task] because it’s such a crapshoot, but it has to be done, and the sooner you start, the sooner it’ll be done too, and/or the more time you’ll have to make it slightly better.
The rest of the page suggests this was written while sitting in on a class as the TA:
Déjà vu… I swear we already went over these exact slides.
You know it’s bad when I pull out the French:
Est-ce que je peux partir maintenant? S’il vous plaît?
I’m really not a biologist, I promise. I just doodle like one.