Keep your 'lectric eye on me, babe

Put your ray gun to my head.


Going to see Morrizee next Fridayyyyy. Work is awesome, programming is easy, I can think about physics again without wanting to vomit. But only one kind of physics.
It's the kind I like!


*EDIT: Don't do it son, how's that game going to help your putting?

I finally have an office/desk in the Cyclotron. Well, it's really just a cubicle but I'm still proud. Dr. Rapp is also getting me a rad PC to do my calculations on and that will be more than helpful. The new house is sort of strange, but a lot bigger than anything I've had before. My room turned out pretty well, I have an actual bed with actual bedding and all that hoohaa. Lots of people?

I has a college degree.

I start my research position tomorrow. I hope I'm smart.

I'll also be morale support for the new REU group, I hope they think I'm fun. What an easy job.

Moving is bittersweet.

A Photo Expedition into the Cyclotron

I work hard.

Messy.

I hate you. :/

High technology.

Messy.

Evil speaker blow my circuits oh nooo. (This is what makes the klaxon go off)

Bending magnet.

Beam line.

Old 88" Cyclotron. Couldn't get pictures of the superconducting K500.

DO NOT WANT

Work area.

Patriotic.

I has a bucket.

Bay door.

Good night.

I saw something hilarious last night.

I watched two dudes stand 50 yards from eachother in the middle of a street and talk the most shit I have ever heard in my life. The hilarious part is that one of the guys just happened to be holding a grocery bag and pruning shears. Other dude was scared like hell of them pruning shears. There was also a fat dude sat out in a lawnchair on his driveway watching the whole deal like I was. Awesomeee.

Spiderman 3 was awesome. Venom = way rad. I thought Brock was an astronaut?

...and I'll be rappin' at your eulogy baby.

I've written a good amount of technical documentation in the past three weeks. Over 60 pages! Not to mention the time spent generating plots and figures. Not mad about it. However, it has seriously taken the wind out of any 'pleasure' writing I might like to do.

I've been feeling pretty creative lately, and that's probably just a result of using those creative muscles. It has been hard though to stay true to my chosen diet, and though I haven't committed many grave infractures I think I have betrayed the spirit and purpose more than a few times. Routine is the key to success in such situations.

Dr. Rapp and Dr. Yennello have agreed to pay me a substantial sum this summer for my services, and I am more than happy to oblige them. This money, along with graduation funds, could go a long way into making real some of the goals I've had over the past two years. I'm really excited about meeting the new group of REU students, not to mention starting my own brand new research project. I feel as if I learned a lot in my previous one, and now I'm ready to really crank a few results out. That's what I need: results.

It's strange that my undergraduate career is over, and with it a whole slew of eras in my life. I'm nostalgic, of course, but I also feel that I have improved my self in the meantime and more recently have been coming closer to being who I want to be. I know this is all very introspective but it's hard not to be during such intense transformational stages in your life. A part of me is learning that the most beneficial thing to do in order to improve your way in life is not to work so much on your self 'internally' but on your relationships with those important around you. Just be simple.




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