The NSF proposal is coming due soon, and it's starting to shape up in one form or another. I've not begun on the personal statement portion of it yet--It frightens me what I'm going to write.
Which reminds me of something really creepy and mildly disturbing: I keep seeing Amy Bishop in this town. I know it's not her; there's someone who works nearby that I always see from afar and my heart skips a beat. From behind, she has the same exact stature, same cream colored skirts, same poor posture, same black hair cut to the same length. I suppose I'll have to live with these types of creepy reminders for a while.
Anyhow. Three of us in the lab have Bruegger's bottomless cups now. For $139 you too can have all of the coffee you want for the next 14 months. Now I'm really living on the sinusoidal wave of caffeine addiction.
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Close resemblances are so off-putting. That's an unfortunate one. Not really something you can easily reach closure with, either.
To answer your question, unfortunately I didn't get a photo of the mushroom, although I found out later that if I had, I could've had my rent forgiven. But it was dark brown with a small, round top. Kind of cute, actually.
p.s. Your coffee addiction is sad.
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