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Monday Apr 16, 2012 #
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Just when I thought my day was turning out quite nicely after all...
"I don't think this paper has any chance of being accepted. You should analyse only the genes you want to see changes in, and forget the other 9500 that you detected in your experiment."
Paraphrasing, of course. Except not the first line of the e mail. It's now 10.11. Deadline is 12.00. Rob is currently writing a very angry e mail. I am currently trying not to punch a wall. He has had this data for six months. And now he wants more time. Except it's my name at the top, and it therefore reflects badly on me.
This man is so bad for my health. I am so angry right now.
"I don't think this paper has any chance of being accepted. You should analyse only the genes you want to see changes in, and forget the other 9500 that you detected in your experiment."
Paraphrasing, of course. Except not the first line of the e mail. It's now 10.11. Deadline is 12.00. Rob is currently writing a very angry e mail. I am currently trying not to punch a wall. He has had this data for six months. And now he wants more time. Except it's my name at the top, and it therefore reflects badly on me.
This man is so bad for my health. I am so angry right now.
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11.36pm. No word. Guess I'm not submitting after all then.
Arse.
Arse.
7 PM
Running 39:20 7.09 km (5:33 / km) +86m 5:14 / km
ahr:160 max:177 shoes: Grey Saucony Excursion
Wasn't going to run today, as I presumed I would be tired and was definitely stressed out over getting this paper all together for the deadline. But then Boris arrived, and I couldn't not run if Boris was here, so we headed out just as it got dark. And everything felt surprisingly awesome. So that was nice.