Got up with a headache (that happens when you cry your eyes out the night before, whether you have a valid reason for it or not). Chatted a bit with the roommate in the bathroom, showered up, got dressed. Spent too much time staring at the news with my breakfast (like, I mean, wait, what?). Paid the bills. Eventually put my ass in motion and dragged it to the office.

Did a little bit of writing. Chatted idly with the French postdoc who just came back from a holiday during which he spent 2 days in my hometown. Talked with various people on instant messenger while catching up with my favorite publications (didn't have time to go around and browse Nature nor Science. Anything of interest there lately?) and doing some reading.

Wrote some code for the first time since December 17th (actually logged onto the servers for the first time since January 6th), which was nice. Got it to run, too, at that. Wrote many results down to make reviewers happy.

Read the Daily Kos 2010 Republican poll and twittered about it because, seriously? This is wrong. You have an educational problem on your hands, America. An ugly one.

Caught up with a labmate (mostly learned no results were in yet because he was in the hospital until 3 am with the guy who fractured his tibia playing soccer; already knew about the soccer accident and had already guessed about the consequences, so, very little added value except for the always appreciated social component^[1]).

Remembered to have lunch! At some point, glanced down to my pretty purple shoes and smiled.

Went to the baby shower organized downstairs for our financial analyst. Had a piece of cheesecake and some coffee. Had a typical conversation with Advisor and my labmates (phone plans, voip, iPad jokes, etc^[2].)

Starting writing a review for a relatively good (but somehow missing a very important — to my eyes — experimental part) paper, sent a few emails.

Went to a meeting to present a request for the (partial) funding of a dance party, said request wasn't put to vote because of ridiculous administrative shenanigans. Cursed internally, a lot, and asked for this hour and a half of my life back.

Went home, and here I am.

I have to go do the laundry now.

And make dinner. Dinner is good.