I know what I know.

It's wednesday. Enough has happened this week that I feel the need to document.

Monday started off with a huge guilt complex from the sleeping in all weekend. However, I got it together, did a number of things that put me ahead again for the week. No use catching up, just getting ahead since I figure what is done is done. Also, I got emails from both missionary siblings. It made me happy to hear from them.

Tuesday brought interesting results that spiraled into crazy frenetic happiness. Really really big highs, then lots of nervousness and frantic decision making to convince myself of the results. Does anyone else sometimes get so excited that they almost hyperventilate? (That might just be me.) So I scaled up, ran some controls and tried to contain myself.

There wasn't much to do after all that excitement but go to a presentation by a pharma co. and then return the hostage chicken eggs to a friend

(I had had them for about 1 week and they were causing me stress).

Wednesday I got in way early, which totally caught my co-worker off guard. Got free bagels and hot chocolate and off I was again. I worked pretty hard to convince myself of yesterday's findings. Even with all my determination, I have not yet ironed out the results. It might be because I'm trying to isolate ~40 mg of material. Do you know how little material that is? Plus, I'm not sure if it's volatile or not!!! So who knows if I do isolate it, if it just gets evaporated right back into the solvent from whence it came? I came home and reported to the roommates about failure and stress and then went back to set up some more experiments. Ironically this is 2 days after I talked to my mother who had told my brother that I was down to 9 hr work days instead of 12.

Ironic because today was a 14 hr work day. 14 hours and no results should really make me frustrated. However, to quote Paul Simon "I know what I know."

Watch out elusive molecular compound that I have yet to characterize! It's only a matter of time.