self-gratuitous post

My boss is so lax in me meeting datelines that I have to make one up for myself. A far cry from my previous academic endeavors. I like his style, but I would further slip down the rabbit hole if I'm not careful enough.

Spent early mornings with my ladies. What more could I ask for? 

i ain't no lifeguard.

please don't jump into the deep end of the pool if you don't know how to swim.
at least learn to doggy paddle, capiche?

boring update is boring

My boss dragged me into a meeting and suddenly I was told I'm going to get a new funding for my research.
Huh. Oh wow. Okay.
Might be a good time to tell him I need a new HPLC column then.
[I need new everything actually.]

pimping my new academia digs

Wondering what sort of view I have to see almost everyday?

  Why, yes. My new faculty is across the meadows yonder.

And yes. That is a cattle grazing field.

papercuts and frostbites

...are some of the things that rerama worries of.

things have been a tad crazy lately. i'm coping, i'm persisting, i'm being damn stubborn too.

but what's wrong with tripping up now and again in life?

the weekenders

[location: Penang]


i opened my eyes to a gentle sun, a morning moon, clear blue sky and a rainbow. it's breathtakingly beautiful.
the "sisters" baked cupcakes yesterday and that was what i had for breakfast. am i lactose-intolerant? i don't think so, but my stomach protested on the milk.
the housemate cooked macaroni cheese&herbs with broccoli for lunch. it's delicious but i don't care much about macaronis so i dumped my portion on her man and he eat it all up like the good boyfriend he is. someone who liked to cook plus someone who don't mind cleaning the kitchen; we make a good combination together…right?♥

lately I've been hearing lots of "the-meal-is-on-me" and "you-don't-need-to-pay". It feels like we have the same wallet ne?(haha). although not using one's money is an attractive concept, do let me treat you guys once in a while.
i'm no good at showing gratitude, but i'll definitely put some effort in repaying your kindness. i'm going to do obligatory rounds next week, so let's meet and hang-out.

Yay for trying hard to ignore work this weekend. (^_^)

ain't no dinosaur

pretty cool huh? i was browsing through my previous work and found this image among the results. 

it's a snakehead juvenile treated for in-situ hybridization, 

cryostat in -30°C, 20um thick, image caught underexposed with stereo microscope. work still in progress.

that's enough science for today folks. 

and talking about missing someones...

i missed them. :'(

~this was ganked from my boss's webpage.

404 Error-Page Not Found

somebody either have a wicked sense of humor or was really, really pissed at the complaints. *snorts*

I'm sorry, you've reached a page that I cannot find. I'm really sorry about this. It's kind of embarassing. Here you are, the user, trying to get to a page here and I can't even serve it to you. What does that say about me? I'm just a webserver. My sole purpose in life is to serve you webpages and I can't even do that! I suck. Please don't be mad, I'll try harder. I promise! Who am I kidding? You're probably all like, "Man, this webserver sucks. It can't even get me where I want to go." I'm really sorry. Maybe it's my CPU...no that's ok...how bout my hard drives? Maybe. Where's my admin? I can't run self-diagnostics on myself. It's so boring in this datacenter. It's the same thing everyday. Oh man, I'm so lonely. I'm really sorry about rambling about myself, I'm selfish. I think I'm going to go cut my ethernet cables. I hope you get to the page you're looking for...goodbye cruel world!

-the webserver

on another note. since i'm a professional procrastinator, i had planned to burn the midnight oil for the friday-death-becomes-me progress report meeting. and boy, am i glad i dragged my feet because it was cancelled. YAY!!! i mean... Booo! *snorts again*

suki ja nai!

my boss played a prank on me last night. 

my blood can not decide whether to boil or freeze over.

!!!

dislike doesn't mean hate. does it?

after being demoralized and demotivated by you, please excuse me if what i can only offer is a fake smile.

i need to get myself through this.  *facepalm*

Insert angsty title here

I would like to tell him this.

"Please do not pressure me. And talk to me only and only if it's really fucken important. Like, end of the world important."

But. I. can't.

*slinks to a corner and put head between knees*

almost there

"Your manuscript has been found to be acceptable for publishing if formally revised as indicated in Editorial recommendations provided beneath..."

sila beri saya tunjuk ajar.

gambatte rerama!!!

sigh~*

~e to...

My dear undergrads,

you. don't worry about the molecular analysis. it's MY problem. not yours.

you. focus on your project. why do you like to ask irrelevant questions?! wait. don't answer that. i forgot that i don't wanna know.

and two of you. i clearly stated in sms and emails (note that it is in plural) to increase the sample weight to 2 grams. NOT 0.2 grams. please don't make me repeat myself again. i might have to hurt both of you.

finally, don't run off and complain about your woes to the boss. boss will find me and complain about you to me. i do not need his help to destroy whatever patience i have left for all of you.

Sincerely,

Me.

i really was and am still busy

submitted a manuscript for publication. AT LAST!

i'll pimp it here whenever it's published in the near future.

manning the MAHA booth for 2 weeks last august. it was...fun? *grins*

random randomness

"seventy-six, seventy-seven, seventy-eight...HO SH*T!"

"hold the fish properly lah."

"shaddup okay? the fish wanted to attack me!"

"yeah, yeah.."

"seventy-eight."

"isn't it seventy-nine now?"

"diam rerama, i'm the one counting the fish. it's seventy-eight for this fish."

"oh~kaaay..."

"seventy-nine, seventy..."

"seventy-ten?"

ooOOooh...MoZF can really do an impressive death glare.

urgh!! geram.

drama, drama.

a miss uptight from weirdo-land mistook my joke for something else and now she's making such a big issue out of it. i don't mind if she has a problem with me, but why would she want to involve my other labmates in this? not only that, my boss was dragged in too. her argument was when i talked to her (a.k.a. telling the stupid joke), my face shows that i'm being serious.

sorry, i lost her there. which part of my face was serious again? was it my nose hair?

luckily, my labmates were an understanding bunch and i'm glad that at least one person defended me from her (i luv you, darling. but you know that already). and my boss? he's so cool. (but he also knows that already). *grin*

lesson learned, leave my jokes in lab or other comfort zones when venturing into unknown territory.

however, i would like to give miss uptight a lesson on how to differentiate whether another human being rerama's joking or not. please, take out that stick from your ass first and have a seat.

1. when rerama jokes, she tends to be smiling. that means she will stretch her muscles around her mouth so that it curves upward. in severe joking cases, she will overstretch those muscles that you can see her sparkling teeth. that is what we call a grin.
2. when rerama jokes, usually her words will be accompanied by a laugh. pardon me, i forgot. you might not know what a laugh is. it sounds a bit like "hehe..." or "haha.."
3. when rerama is being serious, you can not see any trace of a smile or a grin. her words will be carefully chosen to make her point. she will make sure the other person will know how serious she is by being professionally serious in the serious sense of serious.

like now. look how serious my serious nose hair is?

Ah~HAH!!

so yes. i've been pushed around.

and yes. i'm handling it quite fantastically. with an oscar-winning calmness too, if i might add.

betraying my lack of cluelessness is out of the question. i think he knows but the others absolutely don't.

why yes. i AM made of awesome.

for %@#!'s sake

my new motto: i don't know and i don't care anymore.

if i said it like this, you won't believe me.
if i said it like that, you won't believe me too.
if i didn't say anything, you'll still get mad at me.

the last straw was when i was told that i have so much free time in my hands. uh, hello? i've been slaving my ass away and you said that i didn't do anything?

that's it. i'm going shopping so that when i'm accused of doing nothing, at least i can feel guilty instead of angry.

UWAAARGH!!!
i must've been a car in my previous life because everybody's driving me mad!!!