A day of weirdness...
Jul. 22nd, 2004 11:44 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
meanfreepathToday just started off weird. Both my roommate and I happened to be up very late (until around 02000) last night. Although I set my alarm, I wound up oversleeping and not getting out of bed until almost 8:30.
I caught the Cambus to head down to lab. While I was on the bus, I realized that I had left my lab notebook in my room (I had been working on some analyses on my laptop). I had no choice but to head back for my lab book after I set the rest of my things down in Van Allen.
My REU is drawing to a close... I need to write my final presentation this weekend. I ran into Kate Pacha, the rugby player/uber-plasma physics junior, who jokingly promised to heckle me on everything, from theory to experiment. Then I had to prepare to meet with my advisor, which was nervewracking. It's a bit intimidating to have your weeks' worth of work put over a grill and dissected. He had some useful suggestions and things that I hadn't thought about; there's an extremely tedious set of analyses that I now need to do over. When it was all over, he did say he was satisfied with the progress of my work, and that he wasn't deliberately trying to be harsh, just carefully scrutinizing the work. Certainly I understand where he's coming from; it was just nervewracking and rather intimidating, in a way things never were with Chris or Doc.
I really don't see any of the Swat profs as being intimidating, the way my advisor can be. When my conference with my advisor was all over, my postdoc and I had a laugh about it as I breathed a sigh of relief and he said, "That's the hardest part." There is still a ton of stuff to get done but at least there'll be something. I spent tonight going through some theory, a little of which I want to include in my REU talk.
My advisor mentioned going to the APS-DPP meeting in Savannah if I could get outside funding. I don't know; I emailed Doc Brown for some suggestions, but the abstract submission deadline is tomorrow. I wonder if it would be possible to submit a preliminary abstract and then either revise it later, or else withdraw it if I couldn't go to the conference.
And then, when I walked home tonight, a car pulled over as I walked on the median of Dubuque St. while I was approaching Mayflower. A fellow rolled down a window and offered me a Whopper. I of course declined, and he drove on, but the whole thing was just weird...
I caught the Cambus to head down to lab. While I was on the bus, I realized that I had left my lab notebook in my room (I had been working on some analyses on my laptop). I had no choice but to head back for my lab book after I set the rest of my things down in Van Allen.
My REU is drawing to a close... I need to write my final presentation this weekend. I ran into Kate Pacha, the rugby player/uber-plasma physics junior, who jokingly promised to heckle me on everything, from theory to experiment. Then I had to prepare to meet with my advisor, which was nervewracking. It's a bit intimidating to have your weeks' worth of work put over a grill and dissected. He had some useful suggestions and things that I hadn't thought about; there's an extremely tedious set of analyses that I now need to do over. When it was all over, he did say he was satisfied with the progress of my work, and that he wasn't deliberately trying to be harsh, just carefully scrutinizing the work. Certainly I understand where he's coming from; it was just nervewracking and rather intimidating, in a way things never were with Chris or Doc.
I really don't see any of the Swat profs as being intimidating, the way my advisor can be. When my conference with my advisor was all over, my postdoc and I had a laugh about it as I breathed a sigh of relief and he said, "That's the hardest part." There is still a ton of stuff to get done but at least there'll be something. I spent tonight going through some theory, a little of which I want to include in my REU talk.
My advisor mentioned going to the APS-DPP meeting in Savannah if I could get outside funding. I don't know; I emailed Doc Brown for some suggestions, but the abstract submission deadline is tomorrow. I wonder if it would be possible to submit a preliminary abstract and then either revise it later, or else withdraw it if I couldn't go to the conference.
And then, when I walked home tonight, a car pulled over as I walked on the median of Dubuque St. while I was approaching Mayflower. A fellow rolled down a window and offered me a Whopper. I of course declined, and he drove on, but the whole thing was just weird...
