A Hard Day's Night

A summary of the work week from hell:

Sunday - 10 hrs
Monday - 10 hrs
Tuesday - 18 hrs (look at that! I worked a whole "week" in one day!)
Wednesday - 10 hrs
Thursday - a normal 8 hours

And, I'm only part time. But no, it was a great experience, and due to a turn of events, our project will continue for a few weeks. I learned a lot; I had a running list of things that I wanted to write about in head but I think it's disappeared due to lack of sleep.

I have never worked so hard at a job before... or for so long. I discovered my prison bitch name (Bruce); we watched boohbah on the cove wall (thanks to a dooce entry I sent to will); I discovered that boys will not read, even when told when and where to do so; I really don't like complainer moochers (this we already knew); Elise's chiming clock SUCKS (it's reallly long and I definitely remember the 4 am chime but not the 3, 5 or 6am ones); I probably have eaten enough junk and crap the past week to ruin any working out I have done in my life ever; my stomach does not handle a lot of coffee well; I ATE LUNCH WITH AN ASTRONAUT!!!! (Don Pettit), Space is kinda cool, but NASA still sucks (organizationally, anyway); being at work for 18 hours straight makes me very giggly; I can understand why people say "I need a beer" at the end of a hard day; and the list goes on...

One great thing that happened was that I was getting the usual questionare from Doc regarding grad school and Dr. Kirby walked up and began singing my praises. That made my day! Hopefully that was my ticket into the program, because I'm really enjoying the experience.

I'm sure I'll have more thoughts on all of this as my brain begins to turn back on (which it will do hopefully before my mse take home test is due tomorrow).