*big sigh of relief*

[moonwise]

After staying late most nights this week and eating an obscene amount of Starbursts out of nervous tension-

The group meeting is over and done with. And I didn't get ripped a new one, if you know what I mean. The Big Man got very excited over an NMR spectrum that looked like one rotational isomer rather than four, and he barely paid attention to me fumbling through the rest of the talk. I loathe public speaking.

Finally, finally can start writing in the evenings again. *happy*

Which should make certain people very happy if they would stop chewing on their dog tags. :)

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[arafel.livejournal.com]

I am a nervous eater, yes, though I did have something of a bellyache after all that candy. (bleacch)

LOL! I know what you mean about the CD's - in college I'd do the same thing for papers and lab reports. So there's me, sitting at the computer or the desk, getting progressively more panicked as the songs roll by, counting out exactly how much time I've wasted. It's a sinking feeling. ;)

Thanks! It's always nice when the bossman doesn't rip me a new asshole in front of the group. Which has happened.