Tuesday, June 28, 2005

SAT, Baby

Your SAT Score of 1410 Means:

You Scored Higher Than Howard Stern
You Scored Higher Than George W. Bush
You Scored Higher Than Al Gore
You Scored Higher Than David Duchovny
You Scored Higher Than Natalie Portman
You Scored Lower Than Bill Gates

Your IQ is most likely in the 130-140 range

Equivalent ACT score: 32

Schools that Fit Your SAT Score:
Amherst College
Dartmouth College
Williams College
University of Pennsylvania
Columbia University

More Grokster questions

Will Google survive Grokster? - I've been sort of half-following this story, confusing as it is. This link is fairly interesting.

A 16 year-old boy had his 4.5 pound, undeveloped twin surgically removed from his abdomen. Where's Dr. Dobson now? Huh? HUH?

So I have internet and e-mail now, but no IM. I don't get it. And I've been at work since 7:15AM - which requires getting up at 5AM.

Monday, June 27, 2005

Nerdy Pictures

Art of Science Competition Gallery - I always thought stuff like this was neat. These aren't all just biology either - astronomy, fractals, and physics all made it in there too. Along with some science-inspired art.

It's Shake-n-Bake...and I helped!

Take the MIT Weblog Survey

Okay, it's not shake-n-bake. But anything I can do to help someone make the last jump to finishing their PhD thesis, I'm down with that. If you have a blog/webpage, you can help too. The survey takes about 5-10 minutes.

Thursday, June 23, 2005

Three Things

Stolen from Kim's page.

1. Courtney
2. C (mostly by Matt)
3. 'Ortney (by Rhoda)

1. My increasingly flat stomach
2. Ability to speed read
3. My mad driving skillz

1. Super-dry, bumpy skin
2. Hair that refuses to be perfectly straight
3. My need to micromanage everything

1. Why half the people in Maryland have drivers licenses
2. Why it takes two weeks, three people and three stamps to get a pool pass from our new condo management company
3. NMR spectra

1. James Dobson and D. James Kennedy
2. Being late/when other people are late
3. When my laptop battery spontaneously dies

1. Losing our civil liberties
2. Spiders
3. Dental procedures

1. A hairtie
2. Sunglasses
3. My new magic lotion for my super-dry skin

1. Barenaked Ladies
2. Counting Crows
3. Mercy Me

1. Matt
2. Staci
3. Kim

1. Play Rufus Wainwright's "Hallelujah" on the piano
2. A pull-up
3. Solve a rubik's cube

1. Baking
2. Pilates and yoga
3. Reading magazines

1. A replacement part for my coffee maker
2. An inducible viral vector that actually works
3. An end to the 2-party political system

1. Drug Application Review Team - FDA
2. Senior Project Lead - any pharmaceutical company
3. Biomedical Consulting - various companies

1. Seyshells Island
2. The Mediterranean (Greece, Italy, etc)
3. African Safari

1. Finish my PhD
2. Trade up to a house with a yard
3. Discover something that saves someone's life

Our 2nd anniversary was fabulous. Matt did very well on the gifting (with some hints) - Stracciatella truffles (extremely delicious white chocolate), four Bath and Body Sweet Pea products, and Save the Last Dance on DVD (he even came up with the last one by himself!) Dinner was excellent. We shared a bottle of pinot grigio after we got home. It was a great day.

Speaking of the wine, I bought it on my way home from work yesterday. As I was walking out, the guy working the other register (not the one I had gone to) says, "Excuse me, miss...did you just buy that here?" I'm not sure if he was insinuating that a) I was trying to steal it, complete with a bag that was only kept on the register counter, b) I didn't appear old enough to be purchasing alcohol and the other cashier must not have carded me, or c) he thought I had brought it into the store for whatever reason. How weird.

Tuesday, June 21, 2005

A couple days later...

So when I checked my e-mail Monday morning on Matt's computer I realized that I hadn't been online (or even turned on my computer) since leaving work on Friday. I think that's a first for me.

What would you do with $45,000? I was thinking about that this morning, because I'm listening to a book on CD (Shock, by Robin Cook) where two women are each paid $45K to donate eggs to a (soon to be revealed as shady) fertility clinic. Not that I would ever do that, plus $45 grand is way too unrealistic as a compensation figure for that procedure, but I decided that I'd pay off our car loans and student loan, and then buy a 4-year CD with the remainder. That would make a nice lump sum for closing costs or additional down-payment when we trade up in a couple of years. Doing all that would also free up an extra $550 a month for savings, entertainment, etc. Incidentially, the women in the book combine their compensation and buy a condo in Boston that they rent out while they're living in Venice for a year and a half and writing their graduate theses - also a little unrealistic, but hey, it's fiction.

I'm simultaneously interested and annoyed by developments in the pharmacist's rights vs. patient rights debate. What I read today: "Some pharmacists first balked at filling prescriptions for oral contraceptives and the emergency contraceptive pill called Plan B. But a coalition of medical specialty societies, including the American College of Physicians and the American Academy of Family Physicians (AAFP), now claims the refusals have spread to medications for mental conditions and pain medicines." The same article also said that, in addition to refusing to fill prescriptions, some pharmacists are also refusing to refer the individual to another pharmacist or even *confiscating* the prescription. If that ever happens to me, they better watch out. I will sue so many people it will make their heads spin.

I haven't gotten to read the entire site, but this seems interesting: Patriots to Restore Checks and Balances. They acknowledge that, while some provisions of the Patriot Act are useful, others are overstepping boundaries and circumventing the system of checks and balances between the three branches of government. I am all for civil liberties.

However, the people that protested the fact that Montgomery County schools were holding graduation ceremonies in a church auditorium because it's the only place big enough to seat everyone are morons.

Friday, June 17, 2005

Matt thinks Matt is funny

Over IM today -

Me: oh good grief - now good ol' jeb has ordered an inquiry into preposterous allegations that michael schiavo waited an hour after her collapse to call 911
Me: they're saying it's because he testified in the medical malpractice suit that he found her "around 5am" but the 911 call was recorded at 5:40am
Me: if i collapsed and my heart wasn't beating, would you stop to look at the clock and note the exact time?
Matt: probably, cause a cool movie might be on TV or something

Thursday, June 16, 2005

Arlen Specter is my hero of the day

Frozen Embryos Focus in Stem Cell Debate: A.S. quote: "'If we could create 400,000 snowflakes [the newly-designated term for babies born through embryo donation], if we could have all of these embryos adopted, I would be the first one not to use them to save somebody else's life,' Specter said recently. 'But the brutal fact of the matter is, we've got 400,000 frozen, which are going to be thrown away.'" And that really hits the nail on the head for me.

Also, it seems that the Downing Street memo is not as controversial as it first appeared. The stuffing by the media is still interesting, however - maybe they're not all liberal conspiracists as the GOP would have us believe?

Wednesday, June 15, 2005

For the Gents

I assume many of my male readers were, as Matt put it, "underwhelmed" by my wearable chocolate link. They just can't appreciate it, I guess. But to satisfy all those Y-chromosome longings, I offer you the Pokerbot competition. Any takers?

Tuesday, June 14, 2005

Oh. My. God.

Chocouture - I want to be this woman. I want to marry this woman. I can't think straight. Wearable chocolate? I would think I died and went to heaven. Why can't I live in China?!? (The link to the other pictures is amazing as well).


Why do online information-entry programs insist on "standardizing" my address to read "Apt 4" when I type "#4"? I don't live in an apartment anymore!! My drivers license will read otherwise, however. Gah.

This movie, however, makes me laugh.

Sunday, June 12, 2005

A sobering thought

Matt and I are not yet 25, and we're almost a quarter of a million dollars in debt.

Saturday, June 11, 2005


The sign over the dairy case at Giant:
"Notice to Customers - Milk prices have increased due to increased cost of ingredients."
Isn't the only ingredient in milk, um, MILK?

Friday, June 10, 2005

Things Said, Part III

(While talking about summer camps, I mentioned that Matt had gone to Billy Graham's adventure camp when he was about 12 years old.)
Dan's friend Jen: Who's Billy Graham?
Me: He's probably the most famous evangelist alive today.
D.F.J: Oh, really? What happened to David Copperfield?

Thursday, June 09, 2005

Road Rage

I don't want a Mercedes anymore. I've slowly discovered over the past several months that only fat, selfish cows drive Mercedes. The final straw? My drive home today.

I was almost out of Baltimore when an ambulance started trying to make its way through the traffic. I pulled over into the left turn lane (I was stopped at a light a few cars back from the intersection), as did several other cars - including the afore-mentioned Mercedes. As soon as the ambulance passed, I put on my turn signal and started pulling back out into the travel lane. The driver of the Mercedes not only started pulling out at the same nanosecond, but FLOORED her car, nearly sideswiping me in the process. I had to swerve back into the turn lane, causing me to miss my window of merging opportunity and have to sit on the side of the road until a minivan had mercy on me.

If I have ever wanted to reach through the driver's side window, pull someone out of their car and bang their face into the asphalt, it was today at 5:51pm at the intersection of MLK and Washington Boulevards.

UPDATE: I remembered the other thing I wanted to say pertaining to driving. There are messages on the overhead highway signs in the mornings and evenings warning drivers about traffic problems. In the morning, the sign over 270 says "Delays ahead 495W into Virginia. Stay alert." In the evening, the sign over 95 says "Delays ahead 95/495S. Use caution." I think that, instead of taking up one of the changable signs with the same message every single day, they should just get a couple of permanent ones. You know, something that says "Prepare to bend over and be violated by the beltway 1 mile ahead."

Oh no!

Things Said, Part II

Overheard in the lab:
Guy: I'm never going to grow up. I've decided this already.
Other Guy: Dude, you just bought an engagement ring. With financing. Your Peter Pan dreams are over.

The past 10 days have left me fairly emotionally drained. I can't wait for the weekend.

Wednesday, June 08, 2005

Things Said

On Saturday in the car:
Kim (to Matt): I know why your middle name is Kent! Because your dad's name is Kent. I read it in the article about the cranes. I bet your kid's middle name will be Matthew now.
(30 seconds later)
Kim: What's your middle name, Matt?
Last night:
Me: Do you think I should strip the paint off of the vanity in the bathroom before we repaint it? It looks like it has 20 layers of paint on it already.
Matt: You should have ended that sentence after the word "strip."
Me: I'm actually surprised you didn't interrupt me halfway through.
Matt: No, I just stopped listening.
(two minutes later, after I stubbed my toe on the bed)
Matt: You know what helps stubbed toes?
Me: If you say "stripping" I'm going to punch you in the stomach.
Matt: Dammit!

Monday, June 06, 2005

Question of the Day

The HOV-2 lane runs on northbound 270 from 3:30-6:30PM.

So why do I feel guilty about getting into the HOV lane on my way home at 6:32PM?

In other news, I love being proven right.

Now Watching: 200-Pound Tumor

I am so smart...S-M-R-T

I mean, S-M-A-R-T. I got an A in Grad Pharm. Grades are based on the mean and standard deviation of the class (typically 1-2 s.d. below the mean is the B- pass cutoff). I was within a few hundredeths of a point of being a full standard deviation above the mean. This is my only A in grad school - but it was the most important one. That gives me a 3.03 GPA for grad school with one elective (TBA) left to go. w00t!

In anti-GOP news, political strategists have coined the term "The DeLay Effect" to describe the negative effect that scandal and other issues surrounding Tom DeLay are having on GOP candidates for 2006. And Bill Frist was quoted as trying to claim the credit for last week's inter-party truce over judicial nominations, saying that the only reason an agreement could be reached was because he forced the issue by threatening to rewrite the Senate rules. What a tool.

You know who else is a tool? Maryland drivers. What happened to u-turns, driving around the block, or backtracking because you missed your turn or exit? Now we have people driving backwards on the shoulder of the interstate, making left-hand turns from the right lane or vice versa, and blocking everyone else from turning or driving forward because they're stopped and waiting to cut in/cut out of a lane.

The W4 worksheet from the IRS is still telling me not to take any exemptions, even though we got a $1500 refund last year AND we now have mortgage interest and property tax deductions for 2005. I say screw you, IRS.

I wonder who Big Brother will show this post to?

Sunday, June 05, 2005


Another weekend almost gone by. Another year almost half over. I can't believe it's already June.

I heard through the grapevine that I did very well on my pharm exam. Now if I could just get the test back, hopefully with a letter grade this time. I also finished putting together my training grant presentation for Monday, save one western blot that I need to scan on Monday morning. Not that it matters probably; most people are more interested in their sandwich than the presentation at these things anyways.

I didn't have a great week last week - I felt really stressed out and on edge for most of it. Julie's been off all her sedatives for a week now, and she didn't wake up. That's fairly upsetting to me because who knows now? At least before we had goals to look forward to - the surgery for her leg, removing the respirator and pressure monitors, lowering the sedative doses. Now when people ask I don't have anything else to tell them except "We're still waiting for her to wake up." And that's very difficult for me. God and I are still working on this.

If you were stranded on a desert island and could only have one CD with you, what tracks would you put on it? For assumptions sake, a CD is 16 tracks. And yes, you have a CD player on the island too. I've been thinking about this for at least a week or more, and I think I've finally got mine put together. It's quite the motley crew of music; a hodgepodge with no real theme or reason. My main criteria for choosing was how many times I remember playing the track on repeat, or turning the volume waaaaay up in the car and singing at the top of my lungs. Some have sentimential value, others I can't quite place. I probably had a different list five years ago, or a year ago, or maybe even just a few weeks ago. But if I was on a desert island today, this is what I would want:

Barenaked Ladies - The Old Apartment
Barenaked Ladies - War On Drugs
Steven Curtis Chapman - I Will Be Here
Counting Crows - Anna Begins
Gin Blossoms - Allison Road
David Gray - Say Hello Wave Goodbye
Jars of Clay - Worlds Apart
Matchbox 20 - The Difference
Nickel Creek - This Side
OAR - Hey Girl
Bonnie Raitt - Angel From Montgomery
Warren Sroka - American Folk Song
Switchfoot - On Fire
James Taylor - Carolina On My Mind
Van Morrison - Into The Mystic
Rufus Wainwright - Hallelujah

UPDATE: I realized a few of my songs may be a little obscure to some people, and I was kind of bored, so clicky on the song titles to see lyrics (hosted on my geocities account).