Hungry.
Seems like I'm always hungry these days, even though I know my caloric output can't have gone up by a WHOLE lot just from some workout changes. Must be the stress.
My World Is Stomach Acid:
Trying to get combined e+mu channels of the analysis out today, and the summary paper to the EB. We got the note in yesterday to them, and their only spiteful comment is that it doesn't convert to PDF. Listen, I wrote the motherfucker in LaTeX, getting it to be PDF is your own fucking problem monkeyboi. Then we get the treat probably, of the EB approving it without really looking at it, and then getting picked over by the entire collaboration. Like I said, enough stomach acid over here to take the paint off a battleship.
Surprised Dr.Greg with a party last night, when ostensibly he was supposed to be coming over for DND. Had most of the food brought in from Jewel, which saved considerably on the stress there. Like my momma said, anyone can entertain, and its real easy with enough money. Must go, and try not to kill co-workers. Funny, I don't feel like trying very hard.
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