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Amateur blogger (yes, there are professionals) who started with a travel blog that quickly degenerated into blabbering. Along with a life goal of surfing with Eddie Vedder, attending BlogHer is now on my list.

Thursday, November 3, 2011

DON'T put that on your blog!

A phenomena about the blogging community is to dedicate one day a week (phff. Overacheivers.) to writing for five minutes without editing. Remember back in high school where there was actually a process to setting up an essay? This could be considered a freewrite. And since I am so lacking in post ideas right now that do not pertain to my overabundance of work, I decided to give it a try. They're calling it a Stream of Consciousness. Start the clock!

Can't I just quit school? I'm sure there are some very happy hermits out there, living in their caves and smiling to themselves knowing they will never have a need to learn which charge a poly-d-lysine multi-wellplate holds. (Thumbs up if you knew it was a positive net charge that creates a hydrophillic surface for the cells to bind to!)

That's odd. It's exactly noon. How very poetic of my first timed blabbering to begin right on the dot of the day. Just got back from dance class, don't judge me, and have decided that I made some major decisions about my life. I haven't quite made the decisions yet, but I decided TO decide them. So much for that making sense. There's a little voice in my head nagging and telling me that no one really wants to listen to this, so SUBJECT CHANGE!

Great. My phone is ringing. Is that a sign from the universe that I should stop because this is going poorly? Hey, Universe. You are mean. I will keep writing. Oh, and here my laptop battery just blinked that it only has 10% power left and my computer security warning popped up. Wooow. Real subtle, Universe. That's right, I see what you'regetting at there. Don't worry only a minute left. And there's my phone again! Okay, I get it. I'll pick it up. TIME OUT.

Oh man, so this was my text message. From my boss. "Sryyyyy can u put the neuraol basal media in the top level fridge and pennstrep and horse serum in freezer."  Please, someone else explain to me what that means, and what in the world is horse serum. I am scared to go to work now.

I'll check reactions to this post before decided to do it again. Somehow I feel it might not be my style quite right. Have no fear, though. At least it was a post this week. Maybe something crazy and unexpected will happen soon that I will want to spill out over the internet, but until then, take care my dear readers. 



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