I think the test went okay.
I'm just moving along, as usual. Working in the lab, going to class, working in the herbarium. I'm worried because I don't know where I'm going to be in 6 months, nor do I know what I'll be doing. It all depends on how things go in the lab, and I don't even know the answer to that. I've been trying lots of new loci, and invariably, I either can't get the PCR to work, or it works beautifully but I find no variation. I want to stop and start writing, but I'm terrified my committee might want me to try a new method, like AFLP's, which could easily keep me here for another semester.
Words cannot express how ready I am to be done and gone.
The person who wanted me to change my wedding date now wants me to register at Crate and Barrel, even though I told her we already registered at Bed Bath and Beyond. I wish she would stop twiddling with my plans.
Pretty day today. It dumped snow all last night.