<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10813167</id><updated>2012-01-28T02:56:50.582Z</updated><category term='Omurice'/><category term='lemon'/><category term='whoopie pie'/><category term='vanilla'/><category term='beer'/><category term='personality'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='mosquito news'/><category term='fish.'/><category term='D.Phil'/><category term='Bake'/><category term='crumble'/><category term='strawberries'/><category term='coffee'/><category term='agar'/><category term='cake'/><category term='Gooseberry'/><category term='cream'/><category term='sentimental'/><title type='text'>The Dark Of The Insectary</title><subtitle type='html'>Buzzing about...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Moshunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527434789896004553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Sr1mc6ngppI/AAAAAAAAAFc/T5iUy3DSWZU/S220/AedesLarvae.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>195</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10813167.post-8066954408018177299</id><published>2012-01-27T16:11:00.003Z</published><updated>2012-01-28T02:56:50.660Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personality'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sentimental'/><title type='text'>So what now?</title><content type='html'>Wow, already 2012. Time flies. Things have been happening (of course), enough to be busy. &lt;br /&gt;Believe it or not, I'm employed! Hoping things will be great at the new job. I'm no longer working with mosquitoes, however. Can the name Moshunter still be applied then? Hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, so what now? A new year, and a big new chapter of my life. It's highly unwritten and I'm yet to work out my direction... at least in the long run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hope for this year? Well, new experiences. Hopefully the good out-weights the bad. I've had lots of bad ones or late, haven't I? Well, what didn't break you makes you stronger, right? Although, that one incident has physically weaken me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of people, I hope to meet them from different lives and background. Different opinions of life and thinking, except radical and non-conforming ones... because they scare me. What is the point knowing someone who is fixed on their ideas and values that cannot accept anyone else's? I find that only these people are the people I can never be friends with. I can only tolerate them. Just.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps that is a little paradoxical, since my unable to accept the non-conformists makes me a non-conformists as well... @_@.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which leads me to re-evaluate myself. I actually do so often till like it is almost interpreted as no self-confidence. Huh, whatever, that is one opinion. I actually respect those who does more than those with so much self assurance... because most of the time, those who are so confident I find have so little to offer and can't deliver. Those who keeps evaluating themselves keeps getting better at who they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But self-evaluation comes more often when something in life has gone awry. What I found about myself:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Persistence. The will to finish what I started. If my doctorate did not reflect this, then the will to go on everyday normally in physical pain is one. Yes, it hurts everyday. Still does, though not as bad as it was. OK, so maybe not going on normally, but it is as normal as I can get. I get bad days quite often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The non-conformist paradox. I may be open to a lot of opinion, but when met with one who thinks "my way is the only way" I shut down. I'll have the "so be it, but don't expect me to understand" mentality. Yep, met about a handful of these people already, especially where I am living now. It's no wonder.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Anger. I'm not an angry person in general. Friends told me before how I can actually take in a lot of things before I get upset. Therefore, I can have a lot of discussion with friends about nearly everything. One thing though, if I do get angry, it is usually an accumulation of things that ticks me off that will gain momentum until something sets it off. I think this is a personality trait, as I've always been like this. But I am getting better at not being too angry... well, unless I encounter someone who can really push my buttons (see previous post about 2 years back). Friends and family told me, why can I just express the unhappiness immediately. Well, that is the thing isn't it? Little things that ticks you off but left unsaid because you think it is a small thing (and I've been taught to so of "let go" of the small things) will come back at you. You may have let go, but somewhere inside that sentiment did not. You sometimes even forget why you were that ticked off. For me, the feeling is worst as I would then couple it with the guilt and fear for letting these things get to me that increases the anger further. Makes sense? Well, probably not to everyone, but if you can't try to understand that then refer to point 2 for my stance on that sentiment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again, who are you judge how I express myself and my anger? Who came up with a rule book of acceptable ways to be angry? I'm not talking about extreme cases here where one get killed, ok. I'm talking about petty arguments and personality clashes. I think you can get rilled up however you want, even if I don't like it. Just don't kill anyone, and labelling people who are different in this department does not make you any smarter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Shotokan way. Yep, having learnt karate the Shotokan style, I've learn so much about myself. This may be a martial art, but it is not designed for fighting apart from your inner demons. Yes, I tend avoid fights... but there was one time I had to really defend myself... OK, so karate does come in handy sometimes. But for those who fight for the sake of their opinion/ to just win. Well, I'm sorry but that's how wars are made. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Obstinate. When someone tells me it is something I cannot do, I sometimes get all fired up (on the inside) and try to do it to prove a point. But as I get older, I tend to compromise more... is it a bad thing? Or maybe that can be attributed to being "open-minded"? Oh dear, another paradox?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Pacifist. I'm actually not ashamed that I am, except on occasions when I get flustered from seeming mundane things. I should speak up more when it matters. No, speaking up for the sake of argument is NOT one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Family. I moved back to this tropical country. The decision is partly to be close to family. It used to be the other way round. Mind you, my family is somewhat dysfunctional at times, but we are family. No matter what happens, I will remain in it. So that's what I found out about myself, that I do care for the family. Wonder if they feel the same?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll stop there. For this year, I'm hoping to discover more about myself and things I can do with my time and limitations. Have a good 2012, whoever you are.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10813167-8066954408018177299?l=insectary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/feeds/8066954408018177299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10813167&amp;postID=8066954408018177299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/8066954408018177299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/8066954408018177299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/2012/01/so-what-now.html' title='So what now?'/><author><name>Moshunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527434789896004553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Sr1mc6ngppI/AAAAAAAAAFc/T5iUy3DSWZU/S220/AedesLarvae.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10813167.post-8123537605437181362</id><published>2011-10-31T14:22:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-10-31T14:44:25.000Z</updated><title type='text'>Graduated but the pressure is greater than before</title><content type='html'>I've graduated. After all the shit that has happened, I wish I could just do some me time and think about my future. After the accident, I've been thinking that life is too short to do the things you don't want. I've always been told to dream big. So I should strive and make my dream, don't I? Yet, the irony is that then I've been told to do what everyone does and stop dreaming. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If you truly expect to realise your dreams, abandon the need for blanket approval. If conforming to everyone's expectations is the number one goal, you have sacrificed your uniqueness, and therefore your excellence."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is a quote of a friend who put it up on facebook. I agree, but I don't know if I have the strength to withstand the pressure of everyone's expectations. Especially when pressure comes from certain people. It's sad and frustrating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to think of it, most of my life decision have always been only what I half-wanted. I say half because I always end up compromising my dream goals somehow to gain people's approval. Too late to regret now, but is it too late to stick to your guns?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10813167-8123537605437181362?l=insectary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/feeds/8123537605437181362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10813167&amp;postID=8123537605437181362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/8123537605437181362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/8123537605437181362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/2011/10/graduated-but-pressure-is-greater-than.html' title='Graduated but the pressure is greater than before'/><author><name>Moshunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527434789896004553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Sr1mc6ngppI/AAAAAAAAAFc/T5iUy3DSWZU/S220/AedesLarvae.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10813167.post-2674715876691121028</id><published>2011-08-09T09:11:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T09:11:47.495+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Overheating</title><content type='html'>In Kuala Lumpur, the temperature is a steamy 32 celcius. I've gone for only a little while but already suffered from the heat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from that, the mossies are biting... grrr...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10813167-2674715876691121028?l=insectary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/feeds/2674715876691121028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10813167&amp;postID=2674715876691121028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/2674715876691121028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/2674715876691121028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/2011/08/overheating.html' title='Overheating'/><author><name>Moshunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527434789896004553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Sr1mc6ngppI/AAAAAAAAAFc/T5iUy3DSWZU/S220/AedesLarvae.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10813167.post-8456227105425686327</id><published>2011-07-08T23:17:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T23:20:02.829+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Omurice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='D.Phil'/><title type='text'>It's finally over!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UgqYh_vWII8/TheAdI-KLvI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/EatyRG8zp_0/s1600/Dphil.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="268" width="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UgqYh_vWII8/TheAdI-KLvI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/EatyRG8zp_0/s400/Dphil.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've done it! I've put this doorstop in the Examination School today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did I do to celebrate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qnUcZkM2UiI/TheBcY6dJmI/AAAAAAAAAKE/EAg6fad2n1Q/s1600/Omurice.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="232" width="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qnUcZkM2UiI/TheBcY6dJmI/AAAAAAAAAKE/EAg6fad2n1Q/s400/Omurice.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Made omurice for dinner &gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'm a bag of fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10813167-8456227105425686327?l=insectary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/feeds/8456227105425686327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10813167&amp;postID=8456227105425686327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/8456227105425686327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/8456227105425686327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/2011/07/its-finally-over.html' title='It&apos;s finally over!'/><author><name>Moshunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527434789896004553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Sr1mc6ngppI/AAAAAAAAAFc/T5iUy3DSWZU/S220/AedesLarvae.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UgqYh_vWII8/TheAdI-KLvI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/EatyRG8zp_0/s72-c/Dphil.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10813167.post-978011715158840723</id><published>2011-06-20T19:24:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T02:25:49.693+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mosquito news'/><title type='text'>Mozzie News: Well, sort of...</title><content type='html'>The &lt;a href="http://arthropodgenomes.org/wiki/i5K"&gt;i5K initiative&lt;/a&gt; has just been in the news (ok, I'm a bit late but whatever). The plan is to sequence the genome of 5000 species of insects in the next 5 years. Of course, one of the species planned is none other than &lt;i&gt;Aedes albopictus&lt;/i&gt;, the Asian Tiger mosquito. In case you don't know, this mosquito is medically important as it can transmit diseases such as dengue and filaria. It is also a species that has successfully colonised just about every continent on the globe, thanks to us humans unintentionally transporting them all over the world (think tyre trade). Hence, the need to curb &lt;i&gt;Ae. albopictus&lt;/i&gt; population is important. Understanding the species (including their genome) will of course help us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, I did a bit of sequencing on that mosquito some 7 years ago and it was a pain since there was no genome database to reference for my project. But what's more a pain is that the sequences submitted was not in my name, but my ex-supervisor (uh huh, welcome to the science world where people are zealous when it comes to getting recognition). I digress...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, hope this initiative will go as planned. 5000 species in 5 years is a lot of work! I wonder how many scientists are working on this? List of the main crew is on the &lt;a href="http://arthropodgenomes.org/wiki/i5K#tab=Full_list_of_proposed_species"&gt; website&lt;/a&gt;. For now though, the list of 5000 species to be sequenced is not yet completed. What insect would you like to see sequenced? Submit a request at the website!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10813167-978011715158840723?l=insectary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/feeds/978011715158840723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10813167&amp;postID=978011715158840723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/978011715158840723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/978011715158840723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/2011/06/mozzie-news-well-sort-of.html' title='Mozzie News: Well, sort of...'/><author><name>Moshunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527434789896004553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Sr1mc6ngppI/AAAAAAAAAFc/T5iUy3DSWZU/S220/AedesLarvae.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10813167.post-3452313853253381409</id><published>2011-06-12T06:01:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T06:01:21.956+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fish.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crumble'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gooseberry'/><title type='text'>Mos Cooks: Gooseberries</title><content type='html'>Argh, it is nearly 6 in the morning and I can't sleep. Maybe I should cut out on the green tea at night and get more exercise. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, bought some gooseberries because they were on sale in the supermarket. I had no idea they were going to be so tart. So I turned a whole lot of them into a crumble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LIqeqLCdUhE/TfRGf3RQcFI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/OQ-qWFF3hds/s1600/GooseberryCrumble.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" width="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LIqeqLCdUhE/TfRGf3RQcFI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/OQ-qWFF3hds/s400/GooseberryCrumble.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My first gooseberry crumble with vanilla cream. I don't think you can make crumble look very sexy in a picture. haha! My housemates thought it was good though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then took the rest and made a little gooseberry sauce to go with my haddock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rRTMINc-bUg/TfRGfaXiUaI/AAAAAAAAAJI/zbw2QJaRDLk/s1600/Gohan.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" width="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rRTMINc-bUg/TfRGfaXiUaI/AAAAAAAAAJI/zbw2QJaRDLk/s400/Gohan.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My dinner last night. A pseudo Japanese theme of rice, weak miso soup, and baked haddock with gooseberries and capers sauce. The sauce has a sweet and sour taste to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XPPbBdCc1x4/TfRGfOI-h3I/AAAAAAAAAJA/cU0F2IsDevc/s1600/Erdinger.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" width="142" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XPPbBdCc1x4/TfRGfOI-h3I/AAAAAAAAAJA/cU0F2IsDevc/s400/Erdinger.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Have to say, the best thing about today was my purchase of beer. Erdinger wheat beer after dinner! yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10813167-3452313853253381409?l=insectary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/feeds/3452313853253381409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10813167&amp;postID=3452313853253381409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/3452313853253381409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/3452313853253381409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/2011/06/mos-cooks-gooseberries.html' title='Mos Cooks: Gooseberries'/><author><name>Moshunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527434789896004553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Sr1mc6ngppI/AAAAAAAAAFc/T5iUy3DSWZU/S220/AedesLarvae.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LIqeqLCdUhE/TfRGf3RQcFI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/OQ-qWFF3hds/s72-c/GooseberryCrumble.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10813167.post-3719128555826456988</id><published>2011-06-08T20:03:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T20:03:47.759+01:00</updated><title type='text'>World Oceans Day</title><content type='html'>Today is World Oceans Day. Is there anyone does not care about our oceans? They cover about 71% of our planet. They house hundred thousands of species... and that is only the ones we humans found. There are always new species to be found in the ocean. The ocean also provide us with (obviously) water, food source, and the oxygen that we need... of course, that is only the basic needs, but the ocean gives us much much more. So do think about the ocean today, and how we can preserve/improve it for our future.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10813167-3719128555826456988?l=insectary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://worldoceansday.org/' title='World Oceans Day'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/feeds/3719128555826456988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10813167&amp;postID=3719128555826456988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/3719128555826456988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/3719128555826456988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/2011/06/world-oceans-day.html' title='World Oceans Day'/><author><name>Moshunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527434789896004553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Sr1mc6ngppI/AAAAAAAAAFc/T5iUy3DSWZU/S220/AedesLarvae.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10813167.post-6052817434640903780</id><published>2011-06-07T22:57:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T19:52:56.522+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coffee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='agar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='whoopie pie'/><title type='text'>Mos Cooks: Coffee Agar dessert - and my birthday.</title><content type='html'>Felt like making agar dessert today. So I opened that sachet of powder agar. It's the first time using this and I have to say the instruction of 10g per liter of liquid makes the jelly too firm for my liking. I think I'm going for 0.5% agar next time... it works for my electrophoresis gel, so should be ok for making jellies too, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here is it my first coffee and cream agar dessert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hf3CKmmlaGc/Te6cpj2gmUI/AAAAAAAAAIg/KenKHe8T-Dg/s1600/CoffeeAgar.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" width="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hf3CKmmlaGc/Te6cpj2gmUI/AAAAAAAAAIg/KenKHe8T-Dg/s400/CoffeeAgar.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;In big blocks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0Wfc28E30kA/Te6cpymFbnI/AAAAAAAAAIo/7hcOQY4g-Bc/s1600/CoffeeAgar2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="317" width="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0Wfc28E30kA/Te6cpymFbnI/AAAAAAAAAIo/7hcOQY4g-Bc/s400/CoffeeAgar2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;In fingers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was my birthday a couple days back. Had a small gathering of friends in London for dinner. We had a good time chatting and enjoying the food and cracking lame jokes. My friend A baked me some whoopie pies to my surprise (okay, it was actually baked for a cookbook photoshoot, but it's the thought that counts). It's the first time I've ever had them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HaB2IZkpj_4/Te6cqaQOApI/AAAAAAAAAIw/IKwshuquq-w/s1600/Whoopie1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="195" width="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HaB2IZkpj_4/Te6cqaQOApI/AAAAAAAAAIw/IKwshuquq-w/s400/Whoopie1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A and R got a little sugary sign on one of the whoopies. Oh, the weather that day was superbly warm, but that was bad news for the whoopies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MaFv7cgTxFw/Te6cqzmE4TI/AAAAAAAAAI4/SyRsWlFMn6Y/s1600/Whoopies2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="220" width="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MaFv7cgTxFw/Te6cqzmE4TI/AAAAAAAAAI4/SyRsWlFMn6Y/s400/Whoopies2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Box number 2: more whoopie pies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, another year older... good news thought that my thesis has finally got the OK!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10813167-6052817434640903780?l=insectary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/feeds/6052817434640903780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10813167&amp;postID=6052817434640903780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/6052817434640903780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/6052817434640903780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/2011/06/mos-cooks-coffee-agar-dessert-and-my.html' title='Mos Cooks: Coffee Agar dessert - and my birthday.'/><author><name>Moshunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527434789896004553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Sr1mc6ngppI/AAAAAAAAAFc/T5iUy3DSWZU/S220/AedesLarvae.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hf3CKmmlaGc/Te6cpj2gmUI/AAAAAAAAAIg/KenKHe8T-Dg/s72-c/CoffeeAgar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10813167.post-7291628684711031308</id><published>2011-06-04T11:39:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-04T11:54:48.066+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cream'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strawberries'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lemon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vanilla'/><title type='text'>Mos Bakes: Lemon sponge cake with vanilla whipped cream and strawberries</title><content type='html'>In between the thesis and job hunting and paper writing, the tendency to bake increases...&lt;br /&gt;Summertime (although the weather has been really rubbish until recently) makes me feel like baking something light and with strawberries. So this is what I made!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RikysD_Npmo/TeoNkCEn1KI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/rzoc_L-8AGA/s1600/LSVcake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 384px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RikysD_Npmo/TeoNkCEn1KI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/rzoc_L-8AGA/s400/LSVcake.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614314798153454754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A light and airy lemon sponge with vanilla infused whipped cream and fresh strawberries. You can see the black specks of vanilla seed in the cream. It is from the Balinese vanilla pod I picked up while on holiday there like 2 years ago. The vanilla pod was a bit stiff, but the fragrance is all there still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hfT3sz8kJiY/TeoNkfGCZoI/AAAAAAAAAIY/yQYmGJOtIk8/s1600/LSVcake2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hfT3sz8kJiY/TeoNkfGCZoI/AAAAAAAAAIY/yQYmGJOtIk8/s400/LSVcake2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614314805944018562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A slice of the cake. Love it, although I think I should be more generous with the cream next time. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10813167-7291628684711031308?l=insectary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/feeds/7291628684711031308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10813167&amp;postID=7291628684711031308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/7291628684711031308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/7291628684711031308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/2011/06/mos-bakes-lemon-sponge-cake-with.html' title='Mos Bakes: Lemon sponge cake with vanilla whipped cream and strawberries'/><author><name>Moshunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527434789896004553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Sr1mc6ngppI/AAAAAAAAAFc/T5iUy3DSWZU/S220/AedesLarvae.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RikysD_Npmo/TeoNkCEn1KI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/rzoc_L-8AGA/s72-c/LSVcake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10813167.post-1605212605566296371</id><published>2011-06-02T20:31:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T20:46:06.423+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Mossie News: Smell you later!</title><content type='html'>So it was reported that a team has successfully isolated some chemicals that could be used to deter mosquito from biting, the&lt;a href="http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/health-13614781"&gt;BBC reported&lt;/a&gt;. This was a &lt;a href="http://www.nature.com/nature/journal/v474/n7349/full/nature10081.html"&gt;Nature paper&lt;/a&gt;, but too bad I don't have excess to free journals anymore so I can't read this article in full. The BBC has not a lot of info as well, but from what I can gather from Nature, 2,3-butandione is one of the "smelly chemicals" that can disrupt the mosquito's excellent carbon dioxide detection to locate a host. &lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, a new type of deterrent? interesting! I wonder if these can be made into personal repellents?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10813167-1605212605566296371?l=insectary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/feeds/1605212605566296371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10813167&amp;postID=1605212605566296371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/1605212605566296371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/1605212605566296371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/2011/06/mossie-news-smell-you-later.html' title='Mossie News: Smell you later!'/><author><name>Moshunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527434789896004553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Sr1mc6ngppI/AAAAAAAAAFc/T5iUy3DSWZU/S220/AedesLarvae.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10813167.post-5023251643085502928</id><published>2011-06-02T01:13:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T01:28:05.843+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday in Italy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5ZMG_dIGxOw/TebW2nDVOAI/AAAAAAAAAHc/GJ-BF31EVmQ/s1600/CosenzaOT.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5ZMG_dIGxOw/TebW2nDVOAI/AAAAAAAAAHc/GJ-BF31EVmQ/s400/CosenzaOT.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613410219248138242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jBZ6-ZSTaHY/TebW2Qq7RWI/AAAAAAAAAHU/-4DSSNY7lDU/s1600/Cosenza.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jBZ6-ZSTaHY/TebW2Qq7RWI/AAAAAAAAAHU/-4DSSNY7lDU/s400/Cosenza.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613410213240194402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So did I do in May? I went to Italy, and visited a good friend that lives in Cosenza. There was plenty of fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yI_Z0LItWCo/TebW3TJjhAI/AAAAAAAAAH0/2MQp8XH3Qpw/s1600/UOC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yI_Z0LItWCo/TebW3TJjhAI/AAAAAAAAAH0/2MQp8XH3Qpw/s400/UOC.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613410231085401090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend works at the University of Calabria. Check out this bridge that suspends five stories above and between buildings. There is a bus that moves on here to bring you from one end of the campus to the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-giAuvEi_bR0/TebW3HoQUSI/AAAAAAAAAHs/9urayrtAZ64/s1600/Maratea1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-giAuvEi_bR0/TebW3HoQUSI/AAAAAAAAAHs/9urayrtAZ64/s400/Maratea1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613410227992940834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful landscape of Maratea, Italy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WRgxi3laUwQ/TebW21oaXQI/AAAAAAAAAHk/zzji83nX2os/s1600/DeersWoods.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 349px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WRgxi3laUwQ/TebW21oaXQI/AAAAAAAAAHk/zzji83nX2os/s400/DeersWoods.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613410223161761026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deers in the woods of Sila National Park, Calabria, Italy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a brief tour of the South, I went on Tuscany.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gQCbtPlCCiI/TebYMTZRbYI/AAAAAAAAAIE/WPsti4OK9ys/s1600/FirenzeSky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 243px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gQCbtPlCCiI/TebYMTZRbYI/AAAAAAAAAIE/WPsti4OK9ys/s400/FirenzeSky.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613411691440205186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Florence. Too many tourist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tQhrrMJhwbA/TebYMKkyZLI/AAAAAAAAAH8/dGiTFCS7T2k/s1600/Pisa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tQhrrMJhwbA/TebYMKkyZLI/AAAAAAAAAH8/dGiTFCS7T2k/s400/Pisa.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613411689072583858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lied down on the lawn at Pisa. I was pretty exhausted that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this year going to be a year of travels? I hope so. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, it's June already?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10813167-5023251643085502928?l=insectary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/feeds/5023251643085502928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10813167&amp;postID=5023251643085502928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/5023251643085502928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/5023251643085502928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/2011/06/holiday-in-italy.html' title='Holiday in Italy'/><author><name>Moshunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527434789896004553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Sr1mc6ngppI/AAAAAAAAAFc/T5iUy3DSWZU/S220/AedesLarvae.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5ZMG_dIGxOw/TebW2nDVOAI/AAAAAAAAAHc/GJ-BF31EVmQ/s72-c/CosenzaOT.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10813167.post-4200126247397819543</id><published>2011-04-27T17:51:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T18:53:49.342+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ale is well</title><content type='html'>Well, almost. I'm still fixing a few more bugs in my dreaded thesis. Seriously, its so hard to please everyone and I feel like sometimes this thesis is not my own, but to write it as how other people want it. I'm not gonna argue too much now, because I'm really tired of correcting and re-correcting the corrections. I just hope that the re-re-corrections are something that all can agree on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least I got a break up in the Yorkshire Dales. Walking makes you really happy. Also, some lovely ales to cheer you up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MbBhVcUvsS0/TbhT0-bbwLI/AAAAAAAAAHE/nrzkwcU16HM/s1600/SettleUp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MbBhVcUvsS0/TbhT0-bbwLI/AAAAAAAAAHE/nrzkwcU16HM/s400/SettleUp.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600318306211578034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Settle Up. A local Yorkshire beer that is light in colour. Lovely fruity taste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-184GWD9v8HE/TbhT0Uw7wcI/AAAAAAAAAG8/CwwrTJbogcI/s1600/InnisGunns.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-184GWD9v8HE/TbhT0Uw7wcI/AAAAAAAAAG8/CwwrTJbogcI/s400/InnisGunns.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600318295027466690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Innis and Gunns. Not local (made in Scotland). Is an IPA and I love it! lovely oaky taste makes it almost like chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gMprDMcFy2o/TbhYA40wWCI/AAAAAAAAAHM/h7H86giarH0/s1600/Moonraker.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gMprDMcFy2o/TbhYA40wWCI/AAAAAAAAAHM/h7H86giarH0/s400/Moonraker.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600322908912113698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dark Moonraker ale. I think it was local... and tasted lighter than it looks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V5G3WU-wK84/TbhT0DNqeEI/AAAAAAAAAG0/6LjT40Jw5ik/s1600/OnPenYGhent.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V5G3WU-wK84/TbhT0DNqeEI/AAAAAAAAAG0/6LjT40Jw5ik/s400/OnPenYGhent.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600318290316130370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A view of Yorkshire from Pen-Y-Ghent Mountain. Lovely!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10813167-4200126247397819543?l=insectary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/feeds/4200126247397819543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10813167&amp;postID=4200126247397819543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/4200126247397819543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/4200126247397819543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/2011/04/ale-is-well.html' title='Ale is well'/><author><name>Moshunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527434789896004553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Sr1mc6ngppI/AAAAAAAAAFc/T5iUy3DSWZU/S220/AedesLarvae.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MbBhVcUvsS0/TbhT0-bbwLI/AAAAAAAAAHE/nrzkwcU16HM/s72-c/SettleUp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10813167.post-4807713296727829606</id><published>2011-03-27T13:38:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T20:35:24.004+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Back where is oh so cold... freezing our butts off by the Thames.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ka_TAKdArbU/TZ4RprtmLMI/AAAAAAAAAGk/BINmQWw3mWk/s1600/Tembila3T.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 219px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ka_TAKdArbU/TZ4RprtmLMI/AAAAAAAAAGk/BINmQWw3mWk/s400/Tembila3T.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592927195047013570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; From the tropical paradise like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G3V8WMIy-LE/TZ4Rpb-XqbI/AAAAAAAAAGc/iHHPHaQ7oU8/s1600/OxbridgeRace.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G3V8WMIy-LE/TZ4Rpb-XqbI/AAAAAAAAAGc/iHHPHaQ7oU8/s400/OxbridgeRace.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592927190822398386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Back to the cold crowded Boat Race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a relaxing holiday, I'm back in Londonium. Boo, didn't want the vacation to end. I had a good time diving with Ping and co. Had someone who actually looked at my shoulder problem and fixed it somewhat. I'm beginning to feel that perhaps if I were to work in Kuala Lumpur, it wouldn't be such a bad idea. Well, except for the traffic. I think I could have a heart attack if I were to drive there. No wonder everyone seemed so stressed on the road. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So back in London in time to witness the Oxbridge annual boat race in the freezing temperature by Putney Bridge. Can't believe the amount of people that turned up for this event. Damn I should have gone to the betting shop and put some money down for Oxford. Yeah, surprised that Oxford finally killed their losing streak. I did actually feel proud. Go Dark Blues!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10813167-4807713296727829606?l=insectary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/feeds/4807713296727829606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10813167&amp;postID=4807713296727829606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/4807713296727829606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/4807713296727829606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/2011/03/back-where-is-oh-so-cold-freezing-our.html' title='Back where is oh so cold... freezing our butts off by the Thames.'/><author><name>Moshunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527434789896004553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Sr1mc6ngppI/AAAAAAAAAFc/T5iUy3DSWZU/S220/AedesLarvae.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ka_TAKdArbU/TZ4RprtmLMI/AAAAAAAAAGk/BINmQWw3mWk/s72-c/Tembila3T.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10813167.post-9111606514761550302</id><published>2011-02-16T05:27:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-02-16T05:27:27.327Z</updated><title type='text'>Patience running out</title><content type='html'>GAH! How long does it take to type up a medical report????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The consultant I saw here promised me that the medical report will be ready before the 17th, yet I haven't received it. I called so many times and all I got was "Oh, it isn't ready yet. I'll remind the doctor..." IT HAS BEEN OVER A MONTH! HELLO???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How in the world do you get people to expedite your request... or more like keep their promises? I feel like being rude to them but I can't...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10813167-9111606514761550302?l=insectary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/feeds/9111606514761550302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10813167&amp;postID=9111606514761550302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/9111606514761550302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/9111606514761550302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/2011/02/patience-running-out.html' title='Patience running out'/><author><name>Moshunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527434789896004553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Sr1mc6ngppI/AAAAAAAAAFc/T5iUy3DSWZU/S220/AedesLarvae.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10813167.post-7666001088175864988</id><published>2011-01-25T19:58:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-01-25T20:11:36.391Z</updated><title type='text'>So far in 2011...</title><content type='html'>Having a big break in Kuala Lumpur staying with the &lt;a href="ttp://www.lonelypanel.com/"&gt;Ping&lt;/a&gt;. Since medical care in general is cheaper here, I've done a consultation. Three MRIs and numerous X-rays later, I'm told that my rotator cuff is partially torn... my shoulder is so full of scar tissues it looks like streaky bacon. Good thing is my cervical spine is still ok and the wrist has minimal damage. Now if the consultant would just quickly send me that darn medical report...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So all that I'm back with physio, but their approach here isn't how physio were in the UK. My therapist said that in order for me to stretch out and build my muscles, I've got to break down all that scar tissues that keeps the muscles tightly bound. Also been seeing an osteopath recommended by the Ping who stomps on my shoulder and yanks my spine. So my days are just filled with treatments and surprisingly I'm left with little time to do anything else. Well, there is also the fact that I'm kinda exhausted too from the treatments and the heat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's what's been happening for me in the year 2011 so far... a time for me to fix myself from the aftermath of a traffic collision and thesising. Then, we'll see what it is I'll be moving on to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10813167-7666001088175864988?l=insectary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/feeds/7666001088175864988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10813167&amp;postID=7666001088175864988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/7666001088175864988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/7666001088175864988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/2011/01/so-far-in-2011.html' title='So far in 2011...'/><author><name>Moshunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527434789896004553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Sr1mc6ngppI/AAAAAAAAAFc/T5iUy3DSWZU/S220/AedesLarvae.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10813167.post-3862388426397431730</id><published>2010-12-31T17:30:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-12-31T17:45:03.072Z</updated><title type='text'>The year that was 2010</title><content type='html'>The year that was 2010 for me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The coldest winter I've witnessed yet in the UK. -15 celsius! &lt;br /&gt;2.a. someone I met before died way before his time. makes me feel so sad even though I didn't really know him. But just the thought of someone so young had to go is just unfair. &lt;br /&gt;2.b. Also another family friend passed away. &lt;br /&gt;2.c. And John Clarke, a senior fellow in Oxford's Zoology. He was such a friendly guy. Kinda missed him walking around Darwin's cafe, talking to anyone there over coffee.&lt;br /&gt;3. Grandad passed away. May he be at peace. Love you, Grandad. &lt;br /&gt;4. finished writing my monster of a thesis. yay.&lt;br /&gt;5. Still suing someone for my accident.&lt;br /&gt;6. gone to Barcelona. Again.&lt;br /&gt;7. Gone to Paris to watch the greatest britpop band ever: Suede!&lt;br /&gt;8. Ate a macaron for the first time in Paris. Oo la la!&lt;br /&gt;9. Moved back to London... sort of.&lt;br /&gt;10. Passed my viva. hoping now that my corrections were good enough to put the doctoral in the bag for sure. Argh, the pressure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a bit of a rollercoaster year for me. Mostly due to studies... am glad the worst of it is over. I think there were some highlights in the year, but I feel it's been a tough year overall. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 2011! Here's to the new year. May it be a better, peaceful, and successful year for us all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10813167-3862388426397431730?l=insectary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/feeds/3862388426397431730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10813167&amp;postID=3862388426397431730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/3862388426397431730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/3862388426397431730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/2010/12/year-that-was-2010.html' title='The year that was 2010'/><author><name>Moshunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527434789896004553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Sr1mc6ngppI/AAAAAAAAAFc/T5iUy3DSWZU/S220/AedesLarvae.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10813167.post-6507800410480382407</id><published>2010-12-22T15:39:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-12-22T15:42:52.487Z</updated><title type='text'>Winter holiday prep</title><content type='html'>Oh the joy of going to a warm country for the winter holidays. Hopefully Heathrow will be opened for my flight. I can't wait to get out of here! But now, time to the holiday prep frenzy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10813167-6507800410480382407?l=insectary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/feeds/6507800410480382407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10813167&amp;postID=6507800410480382407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/6507800410480382407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/6507800410480382407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/2010/12/winter-holiday-prep.html' title='Winter holiday prep'/><author><name>Moshunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527434789896004553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Sr1mc6ngppI/AAAAAAAAAFc/T5iUy3DSWZU/S220/AedesLarvae.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10813167.post-7763599934156742371</id><published>2010-11-01T08:56:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-11-01T08:58:53.315Z</updated><title type='text'>Annoying thing #2</title><content type='html'>The clocks go back this weekend. Daylight savings time only makes me (and other people too I'm sure) confused of the time. Does putting the hour back makes any difference really other than making people mess up their clocks? No!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10813167-7763599934156742371?l=insectary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/feeds/7763599934156742371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10813167&amp;postID=7763599934156742371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/7763599934156742371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/7763599934156742371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/2010/11/annoying-thing-2.html' title='Annoying thing #2'/><author><name>Moshunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527434789896004553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Sr1mc6ngppI/AAAAAAAAAFc/T5iUy3DSWZU/S220/AedesLarvae.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10813167.post-1541190349354044902</id><published>2010-10-23T16:31:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-10-23T16:44:28.129+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Annoying thing #1</title><content type='html'>Right now, the most annoying thing to me is the neighbour playing loud music. I'm currently living in an apartment building, and so I haven't a clue which neighbour is playing this loud music because it sounds like it's in my living room... &lt;br /&gt;What is it with these people being so inconsiderate? Sure, sometimes you are a bit too loud without intentionally too, but on a regular basis? Booming their stereo at deafening volume and often in the wee hours of the morning? How are they not deaf yet?  How can they also ignore the rest of the neighbours who complained? Seriously, I'd wish I was as big as The Terminator and bash them in the head. &lt;br /&gt;But it isn't just neighbours that are loud. Only a couple of days ago in a bus a guy had his handphone radio on to some hip-hop music at full speaker volume, probably thinking he was some cool underwear-showing-becauseIcan'tputmytrousersoright gangsta. What makes them think they had the right to annoy everyone (or most people? maybe someone in the packed but enjoyed having some beat going in a cramped bus who knows) in a public transport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK. Rant over. back to work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10813167-1541190349354044902?l=insectary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/feeds/1541190349354044902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10813167&amp;postID=1541190349354044902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/1541190349354044902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/1541190349354044902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/2010/10/annoying-thing-1.html' title='Annoying thing #1'/><author><name>Moshunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527434789896004553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Sr1mc6ngppI/AAAAAAAAAFc/T5iUy3DSWZU/S220/AedesLarvae.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10813167.post-122920917339582801</id><published>2010-10-04T23:41:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T23:44:15.059+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Limbo</title><content type='html'>Well, I'm almost done... but no quite a doctor yet... I'm in post-graduate limbo land! Things at work is not good, but I'll soon be gone and can't wait to start the next leg in my life. Just hoping my limbo status will not last too long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Positive, eh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10813167-122920917339582801?l=insectary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/feeds/122920917339582801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10813167&amp;postID=122920917339582801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/122920917339582801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/122920917339582801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/2010/10/limbo.html' title='Limbo'/><author><name>Moshunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527434789896004553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Sr1mc6ngppI/AAAAAAAAAFc/T5iUy3DSWZU/S220/AedesLarvae.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10813167.post-582269831210360638</id><published>2010-08-27T02:20:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T02:40:16.628+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday?</title><content type='html'>I'm bored. I'm supposed to take a break now that I'm kinda done with my writing. But a weekend alone (yeah, most of my friends have gone on holiday, and those still around are not the ones I really want to hang out with) is making me crawling up the walls with boredom. Why is it that when one who was so busy desired so much to have all the free time, and yet when the time comes there desire to work comes back? Irony? Or maybe because I haven't settled my future plan yet. I'm still undecided on what to do with my life. yes, I'm an not that young a person who should still be struggling with this question... or so it seems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to think this is what I would like to do, but lately I feel that I've gone a little bit off course. Since young I've always like to go into conservation. Sometime in my undergrad I've decided that evolution was a better choice, since I did well in those subjects than ecology. I do tend to do better in medical-related subjects too, thus ended up with medical entomology. It is still an interesting subject, but I wonder if it is really worth a day job for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, not just in medical entomology, but scientific research positions in general. After years of studies, honing your skills for such specialities, what kind of job do you end up with? Working as a postdoc, if you intend to stay on with research. The pay is terrible (it really is terrible), the benefits near none, working hours are long... At least if you were to study medicine, with the same amount of years put in, you would have been a senior doctor by now or a surgeon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the BBC reports that kids nowadays are losing interest in science. Less scientist are being churned out and will affect our ability to be at the cutting edge of scientific discovery. Well, how about pay us scientist to work huh? the average train driver gets paid more than researchers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say, maybe, just maybe, the kids are smart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, digression over.&lt;br /&gt;Back to the subject. Bored. So I came into lab, to the surprise of some people. Look at my babies in the insectary to make sure they have food and water. Talked to the boss, demanding we write a paper ASAP. He agreed. Now I have something to do, write a scientific paper. Hours later, pondering on my unwritten paper, I decided that I should take a holiday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10813167-582269831210360638?l=insectary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/feeds/582269831210360638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10813167&amp;postID=582269831210360638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/582269831210360638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/582269831210360638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/2010/08/holiday.html' title='Holiday?'/><author><name>Moshunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527434789896004553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Sr1mc6ngppI/AAAAAAAAAFc/T5iUy3DSWZU/S220/AedesLarvae.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10813167.post-1494449026410562505</id><published>2010-08-23T16:58:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T17:04:07.197+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I've finally submitted</title><content type='html'>There it sat my two copies of my thesis... nearly 300 pages long... on the old wooden bench of the examination school... and off it went tucked in two ginormous envelopes, ready to be sent to my examiners. It may be a relief, but years of my life was basically summarised in The Thesis. I'm exhausted, and feeling strangely empty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next leg awaits... the oral exam and meantime, the hunt for a real job. *sob*.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10813167-1494449026410562505?l=insectary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/feeds/1494449026410562505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10813167&amp;postID=1494449026410562505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/1494449026410562505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/1494449026410562505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/2010/08/ive-finally-submitted.html' title='I&apos;ve finally submitted'/><author><name>Moshunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527434789896004553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Sr1mc6ngppI/AAAAAAAAAFc/T5iUy3DSWZU/S220/AedesLarvae.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10813167.post-7867450559643048212</id><published>2010-07-29T02:25:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T02:34:43.472+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye, Grandpa.</title><content type='html'>As of today, I no longer have living grandparents. The only granddad that I'd ever known (my other granddad died when I was just born) had passed away. He was 88 years old, I think. &lt;br /&gt;I still remember when I used to visit him as a kid, he would make sure there were plenty of kit-kats and yakults in his fridge... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna miss him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10813167-7867450559643048212?l=insectary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/feeds/7867450559643048212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10813167&amp;postID=7867450559643048212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/7867450559643048212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/7867450559643048212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/2010/07/goodbye-grandpa.html' title='Goodbye, Grandpa.'/><author><name>Moshunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527434789896004553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Sr1mc6ngppI/AAAAAAAAAFc/T5iUy3DSWZU/S220/AedesLarvae.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10813167.post-8327763198389890151</id><published>2010-07-06T12:09:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T12:10:31.757+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Panic, panic, panic!</title><content type='html'>I've given in my forms for thesis submission. Deadline is next month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PANIC!! PANIC!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10813167-8327763198389890151?l=insectary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/feeds/8327763198389890151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10813167&amp;postID=8327763198389890151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/8327763198389890151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/8327763198389890151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/2010/07/panic-panic-panic1.html' title='Panic, panic, panic!'/><author><name>Moshunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527434789896004553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Sr1mc6ngppI/AAAAAAAAAFc/T5iUy3DSWZU/S220/AedesLarvae.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10813167.post-4947719513100501210</id><published>2010-07-05T01:24:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T01:26:49.212+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Coffee miss</title><content type='html'>I keep missing coffee during the lab's morning caffeine round. Nearly everytime that I do, someone puts a note on my desk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/TDEmnQvTsmI/AAAAAAAAAGE/MDy7njCoXQI/s1600/Coffeenotes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 334px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/TDEmnQvTsmI/AAAAAAAAAGE/MDy7njCoXQI/s400/Coffeenotes.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490211876691489378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10813167-4947719513100501210?l=insectary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/feeds/4947719513100501210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10813167&amp;postID=4947719513100501210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/4947719513100501210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/4947719513100501210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/2010/07/coffee-miss.html' title='Coffee miss'/><author><name>Moshunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527434789896004553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Sr1mc6ngppI/AAAAAAAAAFc/T5iUy3DSWZU/S220/AedesLarvae.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/TDEmnQvTsmI/AAAAAAAAAGE/MDy7njCoXQI/s72-c/Coffeenotes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10813167.post-5072813240392741370</id><published>2010-05-15T01:32:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T03:58:13.983+01:00</updated><title type='text'>State of mind</title><content type='html'>No more jury duty, yay. But more work in the lab. I'm so ready to finish this work and find a real job! I'm so tired right now, and as one of my friends put it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Doing a PhD is like having your life on hold, but it ages you like 10 years.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been stuck with this song for the past week. check it out if you are a star wars fan: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YNyE2xExktA"&gt;Here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10813167-5072813240392741370?l=insectary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/feeds/5072813240392741370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10813167&amp;postID=5072813240392741370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/5072813240392741370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/5072813240392741370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/2010/05/state-of-mind.html' title='State of mind'/><author><name>Moshunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527434789896004553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Sr1mc6ngppI/AAAAAAAAAFc/T5iUy3DSWZU/S220/AedesLarvae.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10813167.post-5184627723020616138</id><published>2010-04-01T02:18:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T02:33:57.861+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Jury Summoned</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/S7P3KVt9NFI/AAAAAAAAAF8/Gip1IvMffYw/s1600/Photo+on+2010-04-01+at+02.21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 287px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/S7P3KVt9NFI/AAAAAAAAAF8/Gip1IvMffYw/s400/Photo+on+2010-04-01+at+02.21.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454975330676454482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just great. I have been given a jury summon. It's not that I mind doing it, it is just that can it come at a better time? Bleh, guess I can do my thesis while I sit there in court. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there is that concern about my effing shoulder. Man, what should I do? I only have a couple of days to decide.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10813167-5184627723020616138?l=insectary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/feeds/5184627723020616138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10813167&amp;postID=5184627723020616138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/5184627723020616138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/5184627723020616138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/2010/04/jury-summoned.html' title='Jury Summoned'/><author><name>Moshunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527434789896004553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Sr1mc6ngppI/AAAAAAAAAFc/T5iUy3DSWZU/S220/AedesLarvae.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/S7P3KVt9NFI/AAAAAAAAAF8/Gip1IvMffYw/s72-c/Photo+on+2010-04-01+at+02.21.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10813167.post-5315742827350500232</id><published>2010-01-10T12:38:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-01-10T12:47:37.543Z</updated><title type='text'>2010 already</title><content type='html'>Oh man, time sure flies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still stuck indoors (with a white fluffy freeze blanket that covers outside my home) attempting to get some progress done with my thesis. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What has changed since 12 months ago?&lt;br /&gt;My shoulder still hurts, thought not as bad as it was 12 months ago. I am permanently on painkillers, and trying to finish this doctorate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to the new year. Somehow, humans take the start of a calendar to resolve doing something. I kind of find it hard to do so. I believe that once you have a resolve, do your best to have it done, whenever that resolve started and don't wait till new year to get you started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, one can't help to feel that the start of the roman calendar brings an opportunity to do something anew etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so here's to 2010. May it be a mark in time of my life that was notably good and things that I want done gets done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10813167-5315742827350500232?l=insectary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/feeds/5315742827350500232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10813167&amp;postID=5315742827350500232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/5315742827350500232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/5315742827350500232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/2010/01/2010-already.html' title='2010 already'/><author><name>Moshunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527434789896004553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Sr1mc6ngppI/AAAAAAAAAFc/T5iUy3DSWZU/S220/AedesLarvae.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10813167.post-2830458058834055189</id><published>2009-12-02T01:06:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-12-02T01:25:43.628Z</updated><title type='text'>Term is almost over!</title><content type='html'>Yay, In two weeks, I'll be flying to South East Asia for a break. I can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the last day of lab practical teaching of second year undergrads. Wow, with my condition, it was quite exhausting. I had to sit down at intervals... but great that all the practicals when well, better than last year anyway. It is funny how some of the students asks such bizarre, and some just down right silly, questions. Here are some examples:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a microbiological testing practical:&lt;br /&gt;1. "How to I spread the bacteria on a petri dish with this swab?" - by swabbing the plate, maybe?&lt;br /&gt;2. "How do you describe bacteria morphology?" - that's like giving you the answer to the practical question, dude.&lt;br /&gt;3. "How do I get the bubbles out of the API strip?" - arrgh! &lt;br /&gt;4. "I put the wrong reagent in the API strip, will it affect my test?" - what do you think?&lt;br /&gt;5. "The bacteria looks round. is it?" - ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a molecular testing practical:&lt;br /&gt;1. "Is 020 on the display mean 20 µl?" - on the P20 pipette? no!&lt;br /&gt;2. "I don't have enough reagents, I think you didn't give me the right amount, is it?" - no, you were using the wrong pipette at the wrong volume.&lt;br /&gt;3. "So the ethidium bromide is used for tagging the nucleotide in the sequencing reaction?" - no! did you read the practical book?&lt;br /&gt;4. "why won't my sample load into the gel well?" - that's because you are stabbing the gel and so the nozzle for your sample is block.&lt;br /&gt;5. "My water is frozen, what do I do?" - ... that's just the best question to ask...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10813167-2830458058834055189?l=insectary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/feeds/2830458058834055189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10813167&amp;postID=2830458058834055189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/2830458058834055189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/2830458058834055189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/2009/12/term-is-almost-over.html' title='Term is almost over!'/><author><name>Moshunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527434789896004553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Sr1mc6ngppI/AAAAAAAAAFc/T5iUy3DSWZU/S220/AedesLarvae.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10813167.post-3066024659888299880</id><published>2009-10-11T13:50:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T13:57:54.878+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Michealmas</title><content type='html'>Argh, Michealmas term begins! All the little freshers so wide-eyed and confused are streaming into this city. The traffic's jammed with kids with their parents in big Land Rovers or station wagons, which are packed full of their belonging for their start in university life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it'll be another time for me to start torturing some of these kids in class again. hehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will probably my last Michealmas here. That means last time for me to be all friendly with the newcomers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are thinking why I'm so bitter, it is because I'm so tired to re-introduced myself to a bunch of kids who are trying to be friendly, only to then never see these lot again. It is such a waste of energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, my thesis is getting on my nerves, how could you tell?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10813167-3066024659888299880?l=insectary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/feeds/3066024659888299880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10813167&amp;postID=3066024659888299880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/3066024659888299880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/3066024659888299880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/2009/10/michealmas.html' title='Michealmas'/><author><name>Moshunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527434789896004553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Sr1mc6ngppI/AAAAAAAAAFc/T5iUy3DSWZU/S220/AedesLarvae.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10813167.post-8200915836455121629</id><published>2009-08-19T00:16:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T00:44:28.262+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip to an Oxfordshire village</title><content type='html'>When I first stepped off the bus in Eynsham that late morning, the first thing that came to mind was a song by the Thrills. It has lyrics that goes like this: "hanging around in a one horse town ...". Except that this wasn't a town, it was a village. But the gist of it is that it was a sleepy village even during the daytime.&lt;br /&gt;As I have mentioned in my last post, a shop here was the only Mac shop In Oxfordshire that would let me try out Macspeech Dictate and eventually help me buy one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just so you know, there is a Mac shop in Oxford Town itself. But don't bother going there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Sos4-nr5K9I/AAAAAAAAAFU/gU27qOy4zhY/s1600-h/eynsham1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Sos4-nr5K9I/AAAAAAAAAFU/gU27qOy4zhY/s400/eynsham1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371449629025577938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The village centre. Love the little coloured flags. But could do with a few more people around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Sos4-bQiSKI/AAAAAAAAAFM/pu5yWdCTFUo/s1600-h/oxmacsol.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Sos4-bQiSKI/AAAAAAAAAFM/pu5yWdCTFUo/s400/oxmacsol.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371449625689606306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Walking along what seems to be the main road through the village, I was wondering if I would find the shop. But there it was, a little shop painted white (indicated by the red arrow), with its big vehicle  parked outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Sos4-L1Xf9I/AAAAAAAAAFE/XHPWbrmZLWU/s1600-h/macspeech.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Sos4-L1Xf9I/AAAAAAAAAFE/XHPWbrmZLWU/s400/macspeech.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371449621549121490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, an aide I was looking forward to. As you can see, it comes with a headset. I'm still getting used to dictating, but eventually I will be good at it to write my thesis. if not, at least good enough to write this blog post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if you ever are in need of Mac related software and services, why not take a trip to this place? &lt;a href="http://www.omsuk.com/"&gt;Oxford Mac solutions&lt;/a&gt; are staffed by knowledgeable and friendly people. Thanks a bunch!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10813167-8200915836455121629?l=insectary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/feeds/8200915836455121629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10813167&amp;postID=8200915836455121629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/8200915836455121629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/8200915836455121629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/2009/08/trip-to-oxfordshire-village.html' title='Trip to an Oxfordshire village'/><author><name>Moshunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527434789896004553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Sr1mc6ngppI/AAAAAAAAAFc/T5iUy3DSWZU/S220/AedesLarvae.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Sos4-nr5K9I/AAAAAAAAAFU/gU27qOy4zhY/s72-c/eynsham1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10813167.post-3748092301640127884</id><published>2009-07-27T01:27:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T01:42:43.966+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Trying to adapt</title><content type='html'>Well, it seems like I haven't updated this blog for some time now. My shoulder and arm, as well as my neck are still giving me trouble. I have been trying to sort this out with the help of the  University occupational health service, and one of  their recommendations was to try out a dictation program. After weeks of finding out who sells a copy of the detection program for  Apple (Macspeech dictate)  as well as haggling with my  boss, he is finally agreed to buy a copy for me (but still licensed to him, talk about generous). This software program has just arrived, and I have been testing it out and "training" it over weekend. It is not as accurate as I would like yet, but still it is better than what I had anticipated. Voice recognition software has really improved during the last few years.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, since now there is a chance of actually writing my thesis without straining my arm further, only to do now is talk to my computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing, I am also waiting for a specialist in the orthopaedic unit to have a look at me. As it is NHS, waiting time is ridiculously long. How come the NHS does not understand that the longer one waits to be treated, the more likelihood that the condition  will worsen. And then, they would have to spend more money in treating the patient. Man, how I wish I have medical insurance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: the only place that sells Macspeech dictate is a little shop in a village just outside Oxford. I will blog about that another day. Right now, it is time for sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10813167-3748092301640127884?l=insectary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/feeds/3748092301640127884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10813167&amp;postID=3748092301640127884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/3748092301640127884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/3748092301640127884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/2009/07/trying-to-adapt.html' title='Trying to adapt'/><author><name>Moshunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527434789896004553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Sr1mc6ngppI/AAAAAAAAAFc/T5iUy3DSWZU/S220/AedesLarvae.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10813167.post-4479922724490878562</id><published>2009-05-27T23:18:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T23:22:24.652+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Slow torture</title><content type='html'>Headaches, arm pain, upper back pain, shoulder, elbow, wrist pain... it's probably easier if I were to actually break my arm. Physiotherapy is not working so well and the only thing that is helping me right now is the needles. It's nearly 6 months, and am still showing very little signs of improvement (if any). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is surely like slow torture...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10813167-4479922724490878562?l=insectary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/feeds/4479922724490878562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10813167&amp;postID=4479922724490878562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/4479922724490878562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/4479922724490878562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/2009/05/slow-torture.html' title='Slow torture'/><author><name>Moshunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527434789896004553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Sr1mc6ngppI/AAAAAAAAAFc/T5iUy3DSWZU/S220/AedesLarvae.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10813167.post-105360573803882699</id><published>2009-04-25T00:28:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T01:23:44.295+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Needles Karma</title><content type='html'>It feels like a trial of pain endurance lately. Here I am struggling to keep sane from the pain in my arm and shoulder I am still having since the bike accident while trying to write my thesis in the slowest possible pace, which is a tremendous pain in itself. My doctor has prescribed some drugs for me to help me, but the side-effects are so strong. It nearly isn't worth taking the drug which, by the way, just took off some of the edge of the stabbing pain. But when you are feeling like there is a knitting needle stuck into your back, any pain relief you can get is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which brings me to my topic for this post. While bearing/grimacing the pain, work must still go on. I've been dissecting mosquitoes for my next experiment. And as you know the mosquito is a tiny creature, and conventional dissecting tools are far too big for this kind of work. Therefore, I used acupuncture needles to do the job. Here's how it looks like under the microscope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/SfJM6Hh3nuI/AAAAAAAAAE8/-BDrXZep_-M/s1600-h/dissectAe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 311px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/SfJM6Hh3nuI/AAAAAAAAAE8/-BDrXZep_-M/s400/dissectAe.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328405870469947106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funnily enough, when at the doctor's... while being prescribed the painkillers for temporary relief, I was also advised to sought out other ways to treat my shoulder. One word was suggested:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acupuncture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first I thought the doctor was joking. But recalling a conversation I once had with a postdoc from Sweden, where acupuncture is a legit form of treatment on their NHS, I thought maybe I shouldn't dismiss this doctor just yet.&lt;br /&gt;So off I went at to a respectable sounding acupuncturist (i.e. certified therapist) and have it done, and hey presto! The stabbing pain was gone... by stabbing me with six needles no doubt... oh, the irony!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, there you go. Acupuncture is a way to go with nerve injuries. In fact, even WHO &lt;a href="http://www.who.int/medicinedocs/en/d/Js4926e/#Js4926e.5"&gt;approved&lt;/a&gt; the treatment. Unfortunately for me, this treatment is not on the NHS. I'll have to cut down on the drinks and night outs now. Then again, I wasn't doing too much of those anyway lately.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10813167-105360573803882699?l=insectary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/feeds/105360573803882699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10813167&amp;postID=105360573803882699' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/105360573803882699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/105360573803882699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/2009/04/needles-karma.html' title='Needles Karma'/><author><name>Moshunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527434789896004553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Sr1mc6ngppI/AAAAAAAAAFc/T5iUy3DSWZU/S220/AedesLarvae.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/SfJM6Hh3nuI/AAAAAAAAAE8/-BDrXZep_-M/s72-c/dissectAe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10813167.post-3012456812078987252</id><published>2009-03-16T18:55:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-03-16T19:00:33.605Z</updated><title type='text'>Tinkering around...</title><content type='html'>I'm really no techno geek. But finally today I've decided to try out the new customisation of Blogger thanks to Ping. Bear with me, as I only have very little spare time to be tinkering around with this blog. And with a still dodgy arm... I think I may overdid it already ... :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10813167-3012456812078987252?l=insectary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/feeds/3012456812078987252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10813167&amp;postID=3012456812078987252' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/3012456812078987252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/3012456812078987252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/2009/03/tinkering-around.html' title='Tinkering around...'/><author><name>Moshunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527434789896004553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Sr1mc6ngppI/AAAAAAAAAFc/T5iUy3DSWZU/S220/AedesLarvae.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10813167.post-405819787903828943</id><published>2009-02-15T21:44:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-02-15T21:49:18.813Z</updated><title type='text'>Valentine's amusement</title><content type='html'>There was a guy on Cornmarket Street yesterday with a large sign that read:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Happy Valentine's Day.&lt;br /&gt;Fancy a date?&lt;br /&gt;Over 18 only."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was tempted to take a picture, but thought he was embarrassed enough already, given the stares and other cameras taking him. I wonder if that was a dare or a lost bet?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10813167-405819787903828943?l=insectary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/feeds/405819787903828943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10813167&amp;postID=405819787903828943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/405819787903828943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/405819787903828943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/2009/02/valentines-amusement.html' title='Valentine&apos;s amusement'/><author><name>Moshunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527434789896004553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Sr1mc6ngppI/AAAAAAAAAFc/T5iUy3DSWZU/S220/AedesLarvae.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10813167.post-6567410469052978019</id><published>2009-02-12T21:28:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-02-12T21:47:40.021Z</updated><title type='text'>Happy Darwin Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/SZSU9sNFVzI/AAAAAAAAAEk/UEwBOBesUPE/s1600-h/467px-Charles_Darwin_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 311px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/SZSU9sNFVzI/AAAAAAAAAEk/UEwBOBesUPE/s400/467px-Charles_Darwin_01.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302026448880883506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charles Darwin was born 200 years ago on this day. His theory on natural selection is the foundation of every biologists. Today, Darwin Day will be celebrated by millions across the world. &lt;a href="http://www.ox.ac.uk/media/news_stories/2009/090210_2.html"&gt;Oxford University&lt;/a&gt; is making a bit of an effort into it. You can now download Darwin's book &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Origin of Species&lt;/span&gt; from Oxford University and Google Book. Now go read it! and have a bit of cake while you're at it too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10813167-6567410469052978019?l=insectary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/feeds/6567410469052978019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10813167&amp;postID=6567410469052978019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/6567410469052978019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/6567410469052978019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post.html' title='Happy Darwin Day!'/><author><name>Moshunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527434789896004553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Sr1mc6ngppI/AAAAAAAAAFc/T5iUy3DSWZU/S220/AedesLarvae.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/SZSU9sNFVzI/AAAAAAAAAEk/UEwBOBesUPE/s72-c/467px-Charles_Darwin_01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10813167.post-5654145662028807583</id><published>2009-01-28T18:34:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-01-28T19:04:26.229Z</updated><title type='text'>Pain continues... bleh</title><content type='html'>Been back to the doctor for my injuries and this time I'm being taken more seriously. I was sent up the hill (hospital on the hill, that is) for an xray and am happy to say that the wrist look alright. But the suspicion is that I probably had a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Scaphoid_bone"&gt;Scaphoid&lt;/a&gt; fracture and after 6 weeks, it's healed. As for the shoulder, it's still hurts like it was a month ago. After weeks of putting off using my right hand and arm (and that is such a feat), I've now noticed the difference, and how weak the right arm has become. &lt;br /&gt;I've been referred to a physiotherapist and given some rehabilitation exercise to do. Man that hurts, and am expected to hurt even more in order to gain back my muscle strength. &lt;br /&gt;I wonder if I had help earlier on, would I have to suffer still, or could my pain had ended far earlier after the injury?&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, what's done is done. I can't change any of what has happened. All now is hope I get a full recovery and get back to working full force.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/SYCqXn7skQI/AAAAAAAAAEc/poQvMPhDNN8/s1600-h/Stress_Ball.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 171px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/SYCqXn7skQI/AAAAAAAAAEc/poQvMPhDNN8/s400/Stress_Ball.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296420484620783874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's one of the exercises I had to do. I actually have the same stress ball as this picture, and coincidentally, I can just about manage to squeeze about that much with my right hand.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10813167-5654145662028807583?l=insectary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/feeds/5654145662028807583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10813167&amp;postID=5654145662028807583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/5654145662028807583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/5654145662028807583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/2009/01/pain-continues-bleh.html' title='Pain continues... bleh'/><author><name>Moshunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527434789896004553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Sr1mc6ngppI/AAAAAAAAAFc/T5iUy3DSWZU/S220/AedesLarvae.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/SYCqXn7skQI/AAAAAAAAAEc/poQvMPhDNN8/s72-c/Stress_Ball.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10813167.post-3390451619655066105</id><published>2009-01-21T14:34:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-01-21T14:53:43.943Z</updated><title type='text'>And am back to being annoyed again</title><content type='html'>And being annoyed by the same person too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two postdocs in my lab started to discuss some orders they needed to do and since that person, whom made me angry so much not too long ago, was going to do the orders, he wanted to know how much the other postdoc needed. Since, I overheard the conversation, I asked what it was that they are ordering as it sounded as if it is something that I'll be needing too in my experiments. But what was the reply I got from Mr. Annoying???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why don't you write down your experiment plan for me so I know how much (of the chemicals) you actually need?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hang on a second man, what gives? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't think I'll need a lot of it, well depending on your order size, that is." I said, well something like that anyway.&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah still you should have your experiment plan written down, so do that and we'll see how much you need."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, I was a bit confused. First of all, why the F*ck do I need to show him my experimental plan? He ain't my boss. Second of all, I know how much I need. I just need to know if there will be enough for me in the order too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other postdoc at this time came to my defense, saying I already have an experimental plan (which is true, as I had discussed this with him before since he was the expert in this field) and that my plan only calls for small usage in comparison to his experiment. So, I could potentially just use some of his when they order in. No need to put in an extra order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so problem solved. But I just can't get over the arseyness of Mr. Annoying. He didn't ask the other postdoc to write his experimental plan for him to see. I have this feeling that I'm only being treated this way because I'm the bottom of the tier in this lab.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10813167-3390451619655066105?l=insectary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/feeds/3390451619655066105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10813167&amp;postID=3390451619655066105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/3390451619655066105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/3390451619655066105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/2009/01/and-am-back-to-being-annoyed-again.html' title='And am back to being annoyed again'/><author><name>Moshunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527434789896004553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Sr1mc6ngppI/AAAAAAAAAFc/T5iUy3DSWZU/S220/AedesLarvae.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10813167.post-6615888640378648691</id><published>2009-01-13T00:34:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-01-13T00:56:01.962Z</updated><title type='text'>under-over-reacting: NHS vs self-help</title><content type='html'>So it has been like a month since my bike accident. My wrist still hurts, my back and shoulder still aches. Within the first week of my fall, I have already been to the GP for a check in case that the damage done was more serious than I had anticipated. OK, it doesn't help that my colleagues at work are scaring me with the possibilities of my condition but they were looking out for my best interest, I guess. Anyway, the diagnosis was that I have a sprain or sprains, and was advised with normal movement and NIASD for my pain. Unfortunately, ibuprofen is not a good friend of mine and I soon found it's ugly side-effects. In other words, they don't seem to do much for me.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Days later after my visit with medical professionals, and after trying his recommendation, I found myself still in pain and no improvement really. I really hate having to go back to my GP with his bored don'twastemytimewithyourminorailments face and somehow I left me feeling that I have over-reacted on a small injury... so off to Boots I go and got me a tubigrip to keep my joints in place. AND IT HELPS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now why didn't the bloody doctor advise me on this instead told me to keep using my arm as normal but no heavy lifting? The more joint movements I make the more painful they become. Surely this is not NORMAL?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now at week 5, I'm finding my wrist a little bit improved. But shoulder and back is getting no better and my thumb joints are getting worse. I now have a neoprene wrist and thumb brace for people with carpal tunnel syndrome so I can keep working somewhat at my own expense.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I nag the NHS GP again? Or should I wait and do more DIY medical care? So far I have helped more than the doctor. Part of me feels like I'm over-reacting, yet part of me thinks I'm taking things too lightly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At any case, I'm stuck with a situation where my work is suffering...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bleh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10813167-6615888640378648691?l=insectary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/feeds/6615888640378648691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10813167&amp;postID=6615888640378648691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/6615888640378648691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/6615888640378648691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/2009/01/under-over-reacting-nhs-vs-self-help.html' title='under-over-reacting: NHS vs self-help'/><author><name>Moshunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527434789896004553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Sr1mc6ngppI/AAAAAAAAAFc/T5iUy3DSWZU/S220/AedesLarvae.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10813167.post-4171728621685941478</id><published>2009-01-05T12:19:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-01-05T12:22:39.833Z</updated><title type='text'>2009 better be my year</title><content type='html'>Happy 2009 everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the Chinese calendar, it will soon be the year of the Ox. And according to the zodiac, it will be a good year for me. Well, let's hope it is, cos I'll be needing a good year after so many crappy ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year that was:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;highlight: Got my diving license!&lt;br /&gt;low: hit by car, still feeling the pain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well 2008 wasn't such a bad year, but it wasn't spectacular either. But I do wish that this year will be a great year for me, like finishing my Phd or something. One can always hope...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10813167-4171728621685941478?l=insectary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/feeds/4171728621685941478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10813167&amp;postID=4171728621685941478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/4171728621685941478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/4171728621685941478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/2009/01/2009-better-be-my-year.html' title='2009 better be my year'/><author><name>Moshunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527434789896004553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Sr1mc6ngppI/AAAAAAAAAFc/T5iUy3DSWZU/S220/AedesLarvae.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10813167.post-8654058025844508334</id><published>2008-12-14T14:33:00.004Z</published><updated>2008-12-14T15:16:50.530Z</updated><title type='text'>Bye-bye, Squeeky</title><content type='html'>As I was making my way to my department yesterday on my bike, I was unfortunate enough to be struck by a car pulling out of a university car park next to the Natural History Museum. They always say that in accidents, the event seemed to occur in slow motion. I remembered the split second before that car hit me from the side and sent me flying through the air. That split second glance and realisation was enough for me to brace myself for the impact, and immediately struggled to get up as the thought of the possibility of being run over by oncoming traffic was none too appealing. Fortunately, it was a Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Are you OK?" the bloody driver asked. Why is it that people bother to ask that question?&lt;br /&gt;I got up, picked up my helmet which came off on impact (fat lot of good that did... luckily my head didn't hit the floor... maybe I should get another helmet now). The driver repeated his question.&lt;br /&gt;"No! I am not OK!" I practically shouted, "You just hit me with your car! How do you expect me to be OK???"&lt;br /&gt;A few profanities (from me, mind you) later, I realised we were causing a scene, and a little trail of cars have piled up behind us. I suggested we clear the road. A couple of pedestrians came to aid us. They saw everything and was really concerned for my safety. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seemed to be in a fairly good shape, though somewhat shaken up. There did not seemed to be a bruise on me thanks to winter clothing... but my wrist where I fell on was hurting... Now my entire arm aches :(&lt;br /&gt;The pedestrians told me I was quite lucky, that I fell "right". Maybe my karate training makes me react quickly? But did advise me to go for a check just in case. But I have decided not to, as the hospital is quite some distance and the thought of waiting in the busy Emergency Department for hours and without a bruise to show would waste everyone's time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bike looked fine as well, until we tested it. Turns out that the rear wheel is bent and the gears were goners too. Repairs would cost about £70. I bought my bike for £85 three years ago. I settled for £70 cash instead of the driver paying me for repairs. &lt;br /&gt;My poor bike. I had named it Squeeky as that's what it did the first few months I had it (until I gave it some oil). Squeeky had taken me to so many places in Oxford and had suffered countless abuses from me. Now my half-rusted steed is at the end. You have served me well, Squeeky. Good-bye :_(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you as well to the lovely pedestrian couple who helped me at the scene. The lady gave me a satsuma to calm my nerves and they offered to be witnesses should I find I have more serious injuries.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10813167-8654058025844508334?l=insectary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/feeds/8654058025844508334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10813167&amp;postID=8654058025844508334' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/8654058025844508334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/8654058025844508334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/2008/12/bye-bye-squeeky.html' title='Bye-bye, Squeeky'/><author><name>Moshunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527434789896004553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Sr1mc6ngppI/AAAAAAAAAFc/T5iUy3DSWZU/S220/AedesLarvae.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10813167.post-3456984691742635773</id><published>2008-11-25T01:04:00.004Z</published><updated>2008-11-25T01:09:46.929Z</updated><title type='text'>My desk...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/SStPq9DAG6I/AAAAAAAAAEM/yDEGDX4FF8s/s1600-h/MosDesk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 294px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/SStPq9DAG6I/AAAAAAAAAEM/yDEGDX4FF8s/s400/MosDesk.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272395388127550370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the mess I left at a corner of my desk... thinking of going back tomorrow (or rather, later today) is giving me that sinking feeling already. But it has to be done!&lt;br /&gt;Back to the grind, I guess. Wish me luck... and goodnight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10813167-3456984691742635773?l=insectary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/feeds/3456984691742635773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10813167&amp;postID=3456984691742635773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/3456984691742635773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/3456984691742635773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-desk.html' title='My desk...'/><author><name>Moshunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527434789896004553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Sr1mc6ngppI/AAAAAAAAAFc/T5iUy3DSWZU/S220/AedesLarvae.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/SStPq9DAG6I/AAAAAAAAAEM/yDEGDX4FF8s/s72-c/MosDesk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10813167.post-5429068425703598937</id><published>2008-11-24T18:56:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-11-24T19:08:40.110Z</updated><title type='text'>Frustration</title><content type='html'>I've been trying to solve this mystery of a gene for such a long time. Now, after countless hours of experimenting, analysing the result is like opening pandora's box. OK, maybe not as bad as pandora, but you know what I meant. Arrgh! And there three weeks ago I thought I had the answer... Every step I take to answer a question, there seems to be more questions cropping up instead.  now at closer inspection, I had missed something and found something else and thus can't explain what I am seeing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, at 7pm on a Monday... I'm stuck with my work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papers are strewn all over my desk and I think I'm gonna leave it like that. &lt;br /&gt;I'm just gonna go home now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10813167-5429068425703598937?l=insectary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/feeds/5429068425703598937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10813167&amp;postID=5429068425703598937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/5429068425703598937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/5429068425703598937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/2008/11/frustration.html' title='Frustration'/><author><name>Moshunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527434789896004553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Sr1mc6ngppI/AAAAAAAAAFc/T5iUy3DSWZU/S220/AedesLarvae.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10813167.post-8290309886683224958</id><published>2008-11-20T23:19:00.005Z</published><updated>2008-11-20T23:33:30.929Z</updated><title type='text'>Influences</title><content type='html'>So most of you would have read that Michael Crichton passed away about 2 weeks ago. It was kind of a surprise to me, as I didn't know he had been battling with the big C. &lt;br /&gt;I grew up reading Crichton books and watching his films. And I have to confess that I probably was influenced by this writer and his stories to go into science when I was younger. In fact, looking back in my photo library, here I found one of my first mosquito collection, and guess where have I propped my test tubes on for a photo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/SSXxaDVQVEI/AAAAAAAAAD8/g-4meMEg4MY/s1600-h/jurassicpark.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 285px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/SSXxaDVQVEI/AAAAAAAAAD8/g-4meMEg4MY/s320/jurassicpark.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270884368780383298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, does this picture look familiar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/SSXxacIjknI/AAAAAAAAAEE/X6MSg0Zpy78/s1600-h/mossie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 230px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/SSXxacIjknI/AAAAAAAAAEE/X6MSg0Zpy78/s320/mossie.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270884375438004850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, the memories...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10813167-8290309886683224958?l=insectary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/feeds/8290309886683224958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10813167&amp;postID=8290309886683224958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/8290309886683224958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/8290309886683224958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/2008/11/influences.html' title='Influences'/><author><name>Moshunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527434789896004553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Sr1mc6ngppI/AAAAAAAAAFc/T5iUy3DSWZU/S220/AedesLarvae.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/SSXxaDVQVEI/AAAAAAAAAD8/g-4meMEg4MY/s72-c/jurassicpark.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10813167.post-5581847726042060247</id><published>2008-11-12T14:42:00.007Z</published><updated>2008-11-12T15:21:22.434Z</updated><title type='text'>In between experiments: LaTeX</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/SRrv8mormTI/AAAAAAAAADg/GHgmdZ2AkGQ/s1600-h/800px-LaTeX_logo.svg.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 133px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/SRrv8mormTI/AAAAAAAAADg/GHgmdZ2AkGQ/s320/800px-LaTeX_logo.svg.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267786538605582642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I honestly don't know which number this "in between experiments" post is... anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So while I have a little time at work, i.e. waiting for experiment to finish, I thought about how I would be writing my thesis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like so many other peoples, have been using Microsoft Word (Mac version) to do my writings. But I just hated how this software seem to have a mind of it's own. Many times would it auto-correct, auto-space, auto-misaligneverythingbecauseyouputafigure, auto-whateverelseformatyoudidn'twanti&amp;thatstupidrobotwindowwavingatyou and classically, crash, when too much writing is going on. Also in science, writing a paper/thesis requires citation and bibliography. EndNotes seemed to be the popular choice here for Word. But it isn't free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So off I went to find myself a way out of the tyranny of Microsoft, and I remembered someone mentioned LaTeX. Now LaTeX (pronounced Lah/Lay-Tech, apparently) is not a word processor, but a "documentation system for high quality type-setting". It requires some knowledge of typing commands to get it to do what you want your document to look like... pretty much like html. For the bibliography, LaTex version is also available, called BibTex and you can use an application like BibDesk to enter all your references pretty much like EndNote. So your document is pretty much looks like a command screen. But once you finish and convert it to pdf or dvi format, you'll see your end result. And I think it looks pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still haven't got the hang of it yet, but I am seriously considering using LaTeX to write my thesis. Problem is, no one uses this in my lab, including my boss... so I wonder if he'll be willing to do any corrections of my paper by hand. Ok, not no one I know... I only know one other person who used this for thesis-writing (and thus was chuffed when learnt that I am attempting to do the same, and even gave me a tutorial to speed my way. Ah, bless!).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10813167-5581847726042060247?l=insectary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/feeds/5581847726042060247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10813167&amp;postID=5581847726042060247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/5581847726042060247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/5581847726042060247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/2008/11/in-between-experiments-latex.html' title='In between experiments: LaTeX'/><author><name>Moshunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527434789896004553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Sr1mc6ngppI/AAAAAAAAAFc/T5iUy3DSWZU/S220/AedesLarvae.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/SRrv8mormTI/AAAAAAAAADg/GHgmdZ2AkGQ/s72-c/800px-LaTeX_logo.svg.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10813167.post-3867217725555584960</id><published>2008-11-05T16:14:00.004Z</published><updated>2008-11-05T16:35:30.077Z</updated><title type='text'>The moment we've been waiting.</title><content type='html'>It seems like the whole world was watching the USA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And to all those watching tonight from beyond our shores, from parliaments and palaces to those who are huddled around radios in the forgotten corners of the world - our stories are singular, but our destiny is shared, and a new dawn of American leadership is at hand.&lt;br /&gt;To those who would tear the world down - we will defeat you. To those who seek peace and security - we support you.&lt;br /&gt;And to all those who have wondered if America's beacon still burns as bright - tonight we proved once more that the true strength of our nation comes not from the might of our arms or the scale of our wealth, but from the enduring power of our ideals: democracy, liberty, opportunity and unyielding hope.&lt;br /&gt;For that is the true genius of America - that America can change. Our union can be perfected. And what we have already achieved gives us hope for what we can and must achieve tomorrow."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Barrack Hussein Obama II, president-elect of the USA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well done, America.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10813167-3867217725555584960?l=insectary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/feeds/3867217725555584960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10813167&amp;postID=3867217725555584960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/3867217725555584960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/3867217725555584960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/2008/11/moment-weve-been-waiting.html' title='The moment we&apos;ve been waiting.'/><author><name>Moshunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527434789896004553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Sr1mc6ngppI/AAAAAAAAAFc/T5iUy3DSWZU/S220/AedesLarvae.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10813167.post-4942845214411818198</id><published>2008-11-04T16:12:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-11-04T16:22:53.248Z</updated><title type='text'>Laazzieee</title><content type='html'>Not that I'm the most hard working person in the world...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my boss is possibly the laziest person I've met.&lt;br /&gt;He emailed me from his office next door to have me go get the serial number of one broken PCR machine in our basement lab. &lt;br /&gt;Can't he just go himself? He only sits in his office all day. He could do with the exercise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bleh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Thermocycler"&gt;PCR machine?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10813167-4942845214411818198?l=insectary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/feeds/4942845214411818198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10813167&amp;postID=4942845214411818198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/4942845214411818198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/4942845214411818198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/2008/11/laazzieee.html' title='Laazzieee'/><author><name>Moshunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527434789896004553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Sr1mc6ngppI/AAAAAAAAAFc/T5iUy3DSWZU/S220/AedesLarvae.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10813167.post-1600263416627674859</id><published>2008-10-29T15:16:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-10-29T15:22:48.914Z</updated><title type='text'>UFO: Alien Invasion - cool game, and FREE!</title><content type='html'>If you miss the old 90's game called X-COM, you will like this one! The best thing is that it is completely free! It also runs on macs. &lt;br /&gt;Thank you to the people who made this game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There goes my free time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ufoai.sourceforge.net/"&gt;Download UFO: Alien Invasion here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10813167-1600263416627674859?l=insectary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/feeds/1600263416627674859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10813167&amp;postID=1600263416627674859' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/1600263416627674859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/1600263416627674859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/2008/10/ufo-alien-invasion-cool-game-and-free.html' title='UFO: Alien Invasion - cool game, and FREE!'/><author><name>Moshunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527434789896004553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Sr1mc6ngppI/AAAAAAAAAFc/T5iUy3DSWZU/S220/AedesLarvae.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10813167.post-799685458850168578</id><published>2008-10-13T16:08:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T16:13:23.369+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Oxford Learning at home via iTunes!</title><content type='html'>Now you can listen to top lectures and more from Oxford on iTunes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm chuffed! I'm now listening to Sir Nicholas Stern's lecture on Economics of Climate Change while typing this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk about useful multitasking...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10813167-799685458850168578?l=insectary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/feeds/799685458850168578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10813167&amp;postID=799685458850168578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/799685458850168578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/799685458850168578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/2008/10/oxford-learning-at-home-via-itunes.html' title='Oxford Learning at home via iTunes!'/><author><name>Moshunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527434789896004553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Sr1mc6ngppI/AAAAAAAAAFc/T5iUy3DSWZU/S220/AedesLarvae.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10813167.post-771330101195633944</id><published>2008-10-09T15:08:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T15:11:59.564+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Best Longest Sojourn Chapter 1 Quotes</title><content type='html'>While waiting for the next step in doing work (and making myself feel better after yesterday's episode), I reread the first chapter of TLS. My! The hilarity! So hence I decided that I should share with you my favourite quotes from this chapter. This is why I love TLS so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Page 2&lt;br /&gt;Jaeger: “By th’ way, why are you doin’ on th’ ground, Kingy? Waita minnit! Those are spirit bonds! I declare! You’ve been messin’ with a death priest, Kingy!”&lt;br /&gt;Tytus: “My! How nice of you to notice!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Page 5&lt;br /&gt;Daenon: “Have you two completely lost your wits? Because you have to be lacking in something if you want me to conduct something like this!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Page 7&lt;br /&gt;Daenon: “I don’t respond well to threats, Tytus!”&lt;br /&gt;Tytus: “Maybe not, but hopefully you’ll respond better to the lack of air, eh, Master Daenon?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Page 8&lt;br /&gt;Tytus: “Oh my dear, sweet Magara! Death cannot keep us apart. I’ll dinf a way to bring us together… I promise!”&lt;br /&gt;Daenon: (thinking) Why not just kill yourself and make things easier for the rest of us, you stubborn fool?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Page 9&lt;br /&gt;Daenon: (thinking) This would be almost amusing if it were not so unnecessarily cruel…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Page 10&lt;br /&gt;Thorne: “I’m just not worth it!”&lt;br /&gt;Daenon: (thinking) Now that is a person who values his life cheaply!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Page 13&lt;br /&gt;Tytus: “What kind of unholy Calderan noise is this?!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Page 14&lt;br /&gt;Keenan: Thorne! You’re alive!”&lt;br /&gt;Thorne: “Yeah well, uh should I have played dead or something?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Page 15&lt;br /&gt;Tytus: “Don’t just stand there… Kill him! Off with his head!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Page 17&lt;br /&gt;Tytus: “Pull his beard out – hair by hair!”&lt;br /&gt;Daenon: “You are sick! Do you know that?!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Page 20&lt;br /&gt;Tytus: “… We had them cornered…”&lt;br /&gt;Jaeger: “We?”&lt;br /&gt;Tytus: “All right! My guards!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Page 22&lt;br /&gt;Thorne: “… Why are you back in the moat? Did you fall in?”&lt;br /&gt;Daenon: “No, I decided to go for another dive! Of course I fell in! Did you think I’d find one drenching so invigorating that I would go for another?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Page 25 &lt;br /&gt;Keenan: (thinking) Me? Just a pretty boy? Hmmph! (Tytus then yells in a fit of rage.)&lt;br /&gt;… A petrified pretty boy, maybe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tytus: “ I want them beheaded! Decapitated! With heads chopped off!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Page 26&lt;br /&gt;Tytus (on being accused of having an attitude like King Fischer of Caldera): “…and I am not one bit like that vicious, avaricious, tyrant!”&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere in The Empire of Caldera…&lt;br /&gt;Fischer: “I do know all about that Sojournan king… and I’m not one bit like that bloodthirsty tyrant!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Page 27&lt;br /&gt;Tytus: “All Right! I accept your proposition! Just… SHUT UP!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Page 28&lt;br /&gt;Daenon (to Thorne): “Do you mean to tell me you fought your own guards, jumped from a high tower into a lizard infested moat, then ridden all this way… and yet you are not sure I if you want to live?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Page 33&lt;br /&gt;Mercenary 1: “I know where ee’s gwoing! Let’s gwo!”&lt;br /&gt;Wilye (to Jaeger): “Well, gotta go, sweetcheeks! Let me know if ya want a job!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Page 34&lt;br /&gt;Jaeger (on realising what the Bloody Brigades was after): “D’oh! That’s mah job they’re after!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Page 37&lt;br /&gt;Mercenary 2: (to Thorne) “Come on, Blondie! Drop it!”&lt;br /&gt;Thorne: “The name is Thorne!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Page 38&lt;br /&gt;Mercenary (on his broken bow): “Dang! And eet wuz ma fav’ret bow too!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daenon: (thinking) I had better give Thorne a hand… even if that imbecile doesn’t need it or deserve it either!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Page 40&lt;br /&gt;Mercenary 2 (on which target to shoot first): Blond or brunette… decisions…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Page 41&lt;br /&gt;Thorne: (to Daenon) “Now if you could do that, why didn’t you do that earlier instead of that fancy somersault thing?”&lt;br /&gt;Daenon: (thinking) Picky… picky…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Page 46&lt;br /&gt;Jaeger: (thinking) If he thinks he can outrun a warbeck, he’s dumber than he looks!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thorne: (thinking) Cornered! I’ll have to fight that armour-plated chobeck!&lt;br /&gt;Fiddy: I heard that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now if you haven't read TLS, go and read it &lt;a href=" http://longestsojourn.comicgenesis.com/"&gt;now! &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10813167-771330101195633944?l=insectary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/feeds/771330101195633944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10813167&amp;postID=771330101195633944' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/771330101195633944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/771330101195633944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/2008/10/best-longest-sojourn-chapter-1-quotes.html' title='The Best Longest Sojourn Chapter 1 Quotes'/><author><name>Moshunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527434789896004553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Sr1mc6ngppI/AAAAAAAAAFc/T5iUy3DSWZU/S220/AedesLarvae.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10813167.post-4340017516767279183</id><published>2008-10-08T22:10:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T23:35:40.911+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Annoyance to Anger</title><content type='html'>I have been finding someone I work with irritating for some time now. Funny how some things that you can consider minor can slowly get to you. For my case, that mild prolong irritation escalated into that of anger. So much of it that I was red-faced and tears formed from the frustration. All I could picture was to bash that person's head in or throttle him till blue, instead I seethed trying to control from violent reaction. &lt;br /&gt;Now it may be that I was overreacting and that being that livid was seriously OTT, but it did happen and I'm none too proud of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started when certain things in the lab goes missing. Angry as everyone was, nothing can be done about it since no one could rightly say why these things go missing from a kit. But one person in my lab keeps accusing me and another of the cause. Now my lab is not the most organized group, as we don't have managers or technicians to help with running a lab. So people are usually trying their best to order stuff needed for the lab when one notices that stocks are running low. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I have just been back from a long sunshine holiday, and lets say that being back in a basement lab in a place with shit weather is not what I call lifting your spirits. &lt;br /&gt;So when yesterday when I wanted to use a kit and found it nearly empty I wasn't very happy. I needed to use 10 pieces from the kit and there was only 9. Before I left for the holiday, there was over 100 pieces. So where have the rest gone? No one seemed to know, and surprised in fact that so many had gone. There was still lots of chemicals that go with the pieces still so it shows that no one had been using the kit massively. No matter, I took 5 pieces and selectively did my experiment, while another 4 was later used by another colleague. And since the kit box was now empty, the colleague threw it away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when that person found out that the box was thrown because it was empty he was angry. Again, with the accusations... not believing that I and my other colleague did not use the entire 100 pieces or so. And since today our lab was moving to another space, no one had ordered a new kit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, OMG it was only yesterday afternoon that I and others in the lab (not the irritating guy of course) found the £500 kit nearly empty. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why telling me that it was bad form of me for not ordering a new kit yesterday? I tried to tell him that we were moving labs today and tomorrow so no need to order urgently and anyway there is 100 pieces that we were supposed to still have. &lt;br /&gt;"If we didn't move today and that I wanted to use the kit then I couldn't, can I?" he said. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better still that that he told people in the lab that my colleague and I were the ones who threw away the empty box, though my colleague told him that he threw it. Got nothing to do with me, ok? Anyway, it was EMPTY. It was taking space on the crowded shelf. My colleague then put the chemicals that came with the kit on the shelf. That was also unacceptable for him, as then he said that we should also throw away the perfectly good chemicals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then to top it all off I was told not to follow bad habits from my other colleague who is senior than him in the research hierarchy. Like his habits are so desired...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh, just who does he think he is? He just started in this lab and is his first job having just graduated and he is bossing the senior post-docs with years and years of lab experience? &lt;br /&gt;And why was it me that had to order a new kit? Is it because I have the most junior position in the lab?&lt;br /&gt;I also hate how he talks to me and the senior post-doc. It's as if we are beneath his level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of all though, I hate how I let this guy get to me. Now I have bleeding headache from all this.&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong, apart from this habit of his taking out his frustration on me and my other colleague, he is in general a nice guy, albeit a loud personality that is not really to my liking because I'm an introvert. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, do I need anger management?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10813167-4340017516767279183?l=insectary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/feeds/4340017516767279183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10813167&amp;postID=4340017516767279183' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/4340017516767279183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/4340017516767279183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/2008/10/wrath.html' title='Annoyance to Anger'/><author><name>Moshunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527434789896004553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Sr1mc6ngppI/AAAAAAAAAFc/T5iUy3DSWZU/S220/AedesLarvae.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10813167.post-3676832856618764117</id><published>2008-08-28T19:38:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T19:52:45.884+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Shit happens?</title><content type='html'>Today started out well... but then shit happens. I have been doing an experiment since yesterday and at the final step, at about 6pm, the machine (a large centrifuge, which was service not two weeks ago) suddenly died on me. I couldn't even retrieve my samples for it was locked inside the damn thing. Thus, I am forced to leave it until an engineer could get it opened, which could by tomorrow or next week. Either way, my samples are f***ked. That's £100 down the drain, not counting the time and effort I had spent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the machine had died earlier in the day I wouldn't have thought it to be anything but a bad day at work. But when it had to die just when I was finishing, and when there is no one around to help me, I'm thinking I just might have the worst luck in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to scream.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10813167-3676832856618764117?l=insectary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/feeds/3676832856618764117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10813167&amp;postID=3676832856618764117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/3676832856618764117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/3676832856618764117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/2008/08/shit-happens.html' title='Shit happens?'/><author><name>Moshunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527434789896004553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Sr1mc6ngppI/AAAAAAAAAFc/T5iUy3DSWZU/S220/AedesLarvae.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10813167.post-583963480117208655</id><published>2008-06-25T23:50:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T23:52:56.383+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Silence is golden</title><content type='html'>It's examination season and I've been doing some invigilating for the university. It teaches me how to be silent and do nearly nothing for 3 hours. Oh fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least I am being paid some money :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10813167-583963480117208655?l=insectary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/feeds/583963480117208655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10813167&amp;postID=583963480117208655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/583963480117208655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/583963480117208655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/2008/06/silence-is-golden.html' title='Silence is golden'/><author><name>Moshunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527434789896004553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Sr1mc6ngppI/AAAAAAAAAFc/T5iUy3DSWZU/S220/AedesLarvae.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10813167.post-8476782455356754873</id><published>2008-05-27T23:46:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T23:49:50.417+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Le Tour de Oxford</title><content type='html'>After getting a shock from seeing the appalling state of the university accommodation's room offered to me, I've decided to have plan B. And thus I began my room search around this city on my bike, feeling as though I'm doing a tour. I hope I get a good place with sane housemates...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10813167-8476782455356754873?l=insectary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/feeds/8476782455356754873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10813167&amp;postID=8476782455356754873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/8476782455356754873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/8476782455356754873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/2008/05/le-tour-de-oxford.html' title='Le Tour de Oxford'/><author><name>Moshunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527434789896004553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Sr1mc6ngppI/AAAAAAAAAFc/T5iUy3DSWZU/S220/AedesLarvae.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10813167.post-6417041758192585934</id><published>2008-04-27T00:24:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T00:28:16.544+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Oxford</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/SBO6KeyP9kI/AAAAAAAAACg/edC4iB77QAQ/s1600-h/sugar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/SBO6KeyP9kI/AAAAAAAAACg/edC4iB77QAQ/s320/sugar.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193699484513596994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sugar sachets in my department cafeteria now comes with an Oxford view! Talk about posh. But, it's nice eh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10813167-6417041758192585934?l=insectary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/feeds/6417041758192585934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10813167&amp;postID=6417041758192585934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/6417041758192585934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/6417041758192585934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/2008/04/sweet-oxford.html' title='Sweet Oxford'/><author><name>Moshunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527434789896004553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Sr1mc6ngppI/AAAAAAAAAFc/T5iUy3DSWZU/S220/AedesLarvae.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/SBO6KeyP9kI/AAAAAAAAACg/edC4iB77QAQ/s72-c/sugar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10813167.post-7079325794481351914</id><published>2008-04-14T23:21:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T23:28:38.536+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Blame it on the girl (La Nina)</title><content type='html'>Cherry trees may be blossoming, but it's still quite cold for this time of year. I remembered this time last year we were having barbecues and tea on the lawn. Is this the La Nina effect? Or should we be blaming it on global warming, or both?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, here's a picture of my garden last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/SAPZjO3WBOI/AAAAAAAAACY/BCYVLRYtYOM/s1600-h/gardensnow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/SAPZjO3WBOI/AAAAAAAAACY/BCYVLRYtYOM/s320/gardensnow.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189230394969818338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may be pretty, but my house doesn't have double-glazed windows... :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10813167-7079325794481351914?l=insectary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/feeds/7079325794481351914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10813167&amp;postID=7079325794481351914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/7079325794481351914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/7079325794481351914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/2008/04/blame-it-on-la-nina.html' title='Blame it on the girl (La Nina)'/><author><name>Moshunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527434789896004553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Sr1mc6ngppI/AAAAAAAAAFc/T5iUy3DSWZU/S220/AedesLarvae.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/SAPZjO3WBOI/AAAAAAAAACY/BCYVLRYtYOM/s72-c/gardensnow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10813167.post-2040468394701285349</id><published>2008-03-18T17:49:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-03-18T17:50:43.682Z</updated><title type='text'>Happy Anni!</title><content type='html'>A quick shout out to my parents. Happy Anniversary! Hope you are having a ball!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10813167-2040468394701285349?l=insectary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/feeds/2040468394701285349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10813167&amp;postID=2040468394701285349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/2040468394701285349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/2040468394701285349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/2008/03/happy-anni.html' title='Happy Anni!'/><author><name>Moshunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527434789896004553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Sr1mc6ngppI/AAAAAAAAAFc/T5iUy3DSWZU/S220/AedesLarvae.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10813167.post-6568073464732276687</id><published>2008-01-13T01:08:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-13T01:23:35.653Z</updated><title type='text'>Arpeggi</title><content type='html'>It seems like it was only yesterday that I started this blog. But lo and behold it is already 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am still in the same place that is Oxford.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"In the deepest ocean&lt;br /&gt;The bottom of the sea&lt;br /&gt;Your eyes&lt;br /&gt;They turn me&lt;br /&gt;Why should I stay here?&lt;br /&gt;Why should I stay?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually, people would think up of resolutions that they would like to commit to at this time. Y'know, lose a few pounds... be kinder to people, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"I'd be crazy not to follow&lt;br /&gt;Follow where you lead&lt;br /&gt;Your eyes&lt;br /&gt;They turn me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turn me on to phantoms&lt;br /&gt;I follow to the edge of the earth&lt;br /&gt;And fall off&lt;br /&gt;Everybody leaves&lt;br /&gt;If they get the chance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is my chance"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But time is really a subjective thing, isn't it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I get eaten by the worms&lt;br /&gt;Weird fishes&lt;br /&gt;Picked over by the worms&lt;br /&gt;Weird fishes&lt;br /&gt;Weird fishes&lt;br /&gt;Weird fishes"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I want is still pretty much the same as I did two years ago. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question is, will I get it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"I'll hit the bottom&lt;br /&gt;Hit the bottom and escape&lt;br /&gt;Escape&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll hit the bottom&lt;br /&gt;Hit the bottom and escape&lt;br /&gt;Escape "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can do now is going in an endless Arpeggi... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, happy 2008 everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10813167-6568073464732276687?l=insectary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/feeds/6568073464732276687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10813167&amp;postID=6568073464732276687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/6568073464732276687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/6568073464732276687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/2008/01/arpeggi.html' title='Arpeggi'/><author><name>Moshunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527434789896004553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Sr1mc6ngppI/AAAAAAAAAFc/T5iUy3DSWZU/S220/AedesLarvae.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10813167.post-4464071226858972452</id><published>2007-12-04T11:35:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-04T17:47:36.449Z</updated><title type='text'>Off to somewhere warm</title><content type='html'>No, I don't mean my insectary. Though it is warm and humid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be flying tomorrow to somewhere warm &lt;br /&gt;(and sunny?) for a break! Yay! Finally, I'm getting a holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a Good Xmas and New Year everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10813167-4464071226858972452?l=insectary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/feeds/4464071226858972452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10813167&amp;postID=4464071226858972452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/4464071226858972452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/4464071226858972452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/2007/12/off-to-somewhere-warm.html' title='Off to somewhere warm'/><author><name>Moshunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527434789896004553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Sr1mc6ngppI/AAAAAAAAAFc/T5iUy3DSWZU/S220/AedesLarvae.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10813167.post-3083029701516018538</id><published>2007-11-18T23:39:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-18T23:47:53.921Z</updated><title type='text'>It's so cold in this house- really!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/R0DNVtdNl8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/oJeuNX8xEbs/s1600-h/house.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/R0DNVtdNl8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/oJeuNX8xEbs/s400/house.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134329348065433538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so cold in my new house. My housemate has monitored that her bedroom could be as cold as 13ºC. But tonight, it's so cold that my fingers are having difficulty typing as they are cold stiff. Problem is that our house had only electrical heating that is super expensive. Also, our house has only single-glazed windows. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather outside is sleeting I think... the windows are too fogged up to see outside... I think it's about 10ºC in my room now...  I'm yet to turn on the heating... gonna duck under the duvet with a hot water bottle to save electricity!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brrrrrrr....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10813167-3083029701516018538?l=insectary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/feeds/3083029701516018538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10813167&amp;postID=3083029701516018538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/3083029701516018538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/3083029701516018538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/2007/11/its-so-cold-in-this-house-really.html' title='It&apos;s so cold in this house- really!'/><author><name>Moshunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527434789896004553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Sr1mc6ngppI/AAAAAAAAAFc/T5iUy3DSWZU/S220/AedesLarvae.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/R0DNVtdNl8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/oJeuNX8xEbs/s72-c/house.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10813167.post-3974049632607955743</id><published>2007-10-17T09:55:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T10:06:33.929+01:00</updated><title type='text'>In memory</title><content type='html'>To a friend who was gone three years ago at the age of 22. How his life took a turn for the worst is something I will always wonder, that why there was no one to help when he needed it. When I first heard this song, I thought that maybe this is how he felt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking in the countryside&lt;br /&gt;It seems that the winds have stopped&lt;br /&gt;I took down the posters from my wall&lt;br /&gt;Left letters for you all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember moments of happiness&lt;br /&gt;Endless summer, acoustic guitars&lt;br /&gt;Being a man made me coarse&lt;br /&gt;When I wanted to be delicate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called up Eugene&lt;br /&gt;Told him I was drowning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a castaway on a warm ocean&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for a purpose to rise&lt;br /&gt;They say it's not becoming&lt;br /&gt;For a boy my age&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to know what makes me sad&lt;br /&gt;Well it's hope, the endurance of faith&lt;br /&gt;A battle that lasts a lifetime&lt;br /&gt;A fight that never ends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking in the countryside&lt;br /&gt;It seems that the winds have stopped&lt;br /&gt;Tell my mother I am sorry&lt;br /&gt;And I loved her &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- SRXT, by Bloc Party&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10813167-3974049632607955743?l=insectary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/feeds/3974049632607955743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10813167&amp;postID=3974049632607955743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/3974049632607955743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/3974049632607955743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/2007/10/in-memory.html' title='In memory'/><author><name>Moshunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527434789896004553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Sr1mc6ngppI/AAAAAAAAAFc/T5iUy3DSWZU/S220/AedesLarvae.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10813167.post-907558862866903704</id><published>2007-10-07T00:33:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T00:41:19.293+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Old leaf</title><content type='html'>Looking at all the new students arriving, fresh and wide-eyed. All their idealistic dreams they have for starting a new part of life in Oxford. &lt;br /&gt;I went to the freshers events at college. And I was ready to go home and put on my PJs and sip hot tea after a couple of hours. I think my time for this sort of thing is over. All of my friends are still out at parties, but my rendition of a good time is sit around drinking wine, while listening to some music. Is that odd?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, I feel old.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10813167-907558862866903704?l=insectary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/feeds/907558862866903704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10813167&amp;postID=907558862866903704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/907558862866903704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/907558862866903704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/2007/10/old-leaf.html' title='Old leaf'/><author><name>Moshunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527434789896004553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Sr1mc6ngppI/AAAAAAAAAFc/T5iUy3DSWZU/S220/AedesLarvae.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10813167.post-2958722415249923660</id><published>2007-09-24T16:04:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T16:24:51.531+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Stalled</title><content type='html'>The world waits for no one. It keeps going even if your time seemed to have stopped.&lt;br /&gt;So how do you find that strength to get up everyday and go about your life, knowing that the things you do could just be a bloody waste of time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I don't. All I can do is hope for the best and fear the worst. It's too hard to keep having high expectations of myself. Why do I want a career in this field so badly? The passion I once had seemed to have been blown away with the wind, and all that's left is the belief that what you do is worth something and will make a change in the world. Is it really such a noble cause or just an egoistic thinking of wanting to be something big? The desire for self-importance/greatness causes so much suffering that I sometime wonder if this is even worth it. This weight I carry sometimes feels so heavy that I can't breathe. Question is: is this baggage even worth holding onto? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I noticed tonight that the world has been turning&lt;br /&gt;While I've been stuck here withering away&lt;br /&gt;Though I know I said I wouldn't leave you behind&lt;br /&gt;But I have to go, it breaks my heart to say &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That I can't stop now&lt;br /&gt;I've got troubles of my own&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm short on time&lt;br /&gt;I'm lonely&lt;br /&gt;And I'm too tired to talk &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To no one back home&lt;br /&gt;I've got troubles of my own&lt;br /&gt;And I can't slow down&lt;br /&gt;For no one in town&lt;br /&gt;And I can't stop now"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Keane - Can't Stop Now &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And along this path I have taken I have forgotten how to smile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10813167-2958722415249923660?l=insectary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/feeds/2958722415249923660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10813167&amp;postID=2958722415249923660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/2958722415249923660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/2958722415249923660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/2007/09/stalled.html' title='Stalled'/><author><name>Moshunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527434789896004553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Sr1mc6ngppI/AAAAAAAAAFc/T5iUy3DSWZU/S220/AedesLarvae.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10813167.post-5010786422871488489</id><published>2007-09-06T10:28:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T10:29:09.337+01:00</updated><title type='text'>In memory of a tenor</title><content type='html'>Il principe ignoto:&lt;br /&gt;Nessun dorma! Nessun dorma! Tu pure, o Principessa,&lt;br /&gt;nella tua fredda stanza&lt;br /&gt;guardi le stelle&lt;br /&gt;che tremano d'amore e di speranza...&lt;br /&gt;Ma il mio mistero è chiuso in me,&lt;br /&gt;il nome mio nessun saprà!&lt;br /&gt;No, no, sulla tua bocca lo dirò,&lt;br /&gt;quando la luce splenderà!&lt;br /&gt;Ed il mio bacio scioglierà il silenzio&lt;br /&gt;che ti fa mia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voci di donne:&lt;br /&gt;Il nome suo nessun saprà...&lt;br /&gt;E noi dovrem, ahimè, morir, morir!&lt;br /&gt;Il principe ignoto&lt;br /&gt;Dilegua, o notte! Tramontate, stelle!&lt;br /&gt;Tramontate, stelle! All'alba vincerò!&lt;br /&gt;Vincerò! Vincerò!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10813167-5010786422871488489?l=insectary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/feeds/5010786422871488489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10813167&amp;postID=5010786422871488489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/5010786422871488489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/5010786422871488489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/2007/09/in-memory-of-tenor.html' title='In memory of a tenor'/><author><name>Moshunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527434789896004553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Sr1mc6ngppI/AAAAAAAAAFc/T5iUy3DSWZU/S220/AedesLarvae.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10813167.post-8909059708961196554</id><published>2007-08-21T16:02:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T16:13:26.932+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost summer and brain</title><content type='html'>I'm convinced now. Summer forgot a visit to the British Isles. It was Spring in April... cherry blossoms etc. and then it was Autumn. The leaves have already started to turn. Rain is ruining the annual festivals and maybe that's why Pete Doherty is arrested again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, thanks to pages of writings and 15 degree wet gloomy surroundings, my water logged brain is barely keeping up... I've just tried to photocopy a pack of ham I've bought from the supermarket instead of the intended papers! X_X.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10813167-8909059708961196554?l=insectary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/feeds/8909059708961196554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10813167&amp;postID=8909059708961196554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/8909059708961196554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/8909059708961196554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/2007/08/lost-summer.html' title='Lost summer and brain'/><author><name>Moshunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527434789896004553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Sr1mc6ngppI/AAAAAAAAAFc/T5iUy3DSWZU/S220/AedesLarvae.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10813167.post-7897703047147751346</id><published>2007-07-31T00:22:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T00:38:56.279+01:00</updated><title type='text'>In Between Experiments 5</title><content type='html'>The sun has finally decided to come out of hiding. It's been raining for the past month or so... and those who read the news might have saw what happened to all that water in Oxfordshire. I have already lost count how many times I've been drenched whilst biking to work, but luckily didn't have to wade through any flooded areas. Anyway, BBQ season is surely gonna start! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My lab will be shut down tomorrow for servicing of certain equipments, so that means I'm on hold on the experimental side... which suits me fine, really. I'm getting quite worn down now and tomorrow's absent from lab means I can have more time working on my paper. Oh woop de doo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a holiday...:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, saw on BBC news that Malaysian blogger Raja Petra is in a bit of trouble... for sedition (?). Somehow, this reminds me of the Muse song Take a Bow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Corrupt, you corrupt,&lt;br /&gt;Bring corruption to all that you touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold, you’ll behold,&lt;br /&gt;And beholden for all that you’ve done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Spell, cast a spell, &lt;br /&gt;Cast a spell on the country you run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And risk, you will risk, &lt;br /&gt;You will risk all their lives and their souls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And burn, you will burn, &lt;br /&gt;You will burn in hell, yeah you’ll burn in hell.&lt;br /&gt;You’ll burn in hell, yeah you’ll burn in hell for your sins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooohhh. &lt;br /&gt;Our freedom's consuming itself,&lt;br /&gt;What we've become is contrary to what we want&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a bow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Death, you bring death and destruction to all that you touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pay, you must pay &lt;br /&gt;You must pay for your crimes against the earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hex, feed the hex&lt;br /&gt;Feed the hex on the country you love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beg, you will beg &lt;br /&gt;You will beg for their lives and their souls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah,&lt;br /&gt;Burn, you will burn,&lt;br /&gt;You will burn in hell, yeah you’ll burn in hell,&lt;br /&gt;You’ll burn in hell, yeah you’ll in hell,&lt;br /&gt;Burn in hell, yeah you'll burn in hell for your sins.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10813167-7897703047147751346?l=insectary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/feeds/7897703047147751346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10813167&amp;postID=7897703047147751346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/7897703047147751346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/7897703047147751346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/2007/07/in-between-experiments-5.html' title='In Between Experiments 5'/><author><name>Moshunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527434789896004553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Sr1mc6ngppI/AAAAAAAAAFc/T5iUy3DSWZU/S220/AedesLarvae.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10813167.post-7966060957955214779</id><published>2007-07-20T20:09:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T20:35:41.310+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Dream or reality</title><content type='html'>"I'd never thought my nightmare could almost come true." C said to me.&lt;br /&gt;I asked what had happened. C, T, and K had just come back from a trip with their boss, L. L had offered to drive them to the meeting in his car, little did they know that he also had a vision of a bat. T continued the story, as C was a little shaken up by their experience. Halfway through the journey, L turned out of the motorway, for reasons unknown and two minutes later tried to go back on the the motorway. "The sign clearly showed the road's direction. And of course if you are british on british road with years of driving experience, you should know which side of the road you drive on. But for some reason, he didn't." T said.&lt;br /&gt;I tried not to laugh for they did nearly die on the motorway. But I couldn't help it when I imagined them in L's tiny little car, driving on the opposite side of the road, with L oblivious to the oncoming traffic.&lt;br /&gt;"The worst thing for me is that I had a dream about this trip last night." C said, "I dreamt that K was the one driving us to the meeting and was on the wrong side of the road because he unfamiliar with the UK road."  &lt;br /&gt;K, who is from the continent, shook his head "Didn't need me to turn your dream to reality, isn't it? I shall never forget that angry trucker's face!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memo to self: Never sit in car with L as driver.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10813167-7966060957955214779?l=insectary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/feeds/7966060957955214779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10813167&amp;postID=7966060957955214779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/7966060957955214779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/7966060957955214779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/2007/07/dream-or-reality.html' title='Dream or reality'/><author><name>Moshunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527434789896004553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Sr1mc6ngppI/AAAAAAAAAFc/T5iUy3DSWZU/S220/AedesLarvae.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10813167.post-1979856664306023311</id><published>2007-06-27T19:58:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T20:17:44.784+01:00</updated><title type='text'>It's so cold in this house</title><content type='html'>Warning: Incoming gripe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is 13ºC outside and my room is not much warmer. Heating is off because it's supposed to be summer, but here I am freezing my fingers off. There hasn't been a day without heavy rain... roads are jammed with traffic and there is a general feeling of gloominess to match the weather... and it's much worse up north as some of you might have read in the news. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what's the weather forecast for the rest of the week? Yep, RAIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10813167-1979856664306023311?l=insectary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/feeds/1979856664306023311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10813167&amp;postID=1979856664306023311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/1979856664306023311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/1979856664306023311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/2007/06/its-so-cold-in-this-house.html' title='It&apos;s so cold in this house'/><author><name>Moshunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527434789896004553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Sr1mc6ngppI/AAAAAAAAAFc/T5iUy3DSWZU/S220/AedesLarvae.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10813167.post-1850299879443885604</id><published>2007-06-24T12:41:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T20:17:22.453+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Some people hate to be wrong</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Rn5bas1sx_I/AAAAAAAAACI/JXNmc9pLPeg/s1600-h/scones.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Rn5bas1sx_I/AAAAAAAAACI/JXNmc9pLPeg/s400/scones.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079597943991617522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know an American (called him W here) who hates to be wrong. Yesterday, he yet again proved this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At a buffet table:&lt;br /&gt;W: (looking at scones, like the ones in the picture) those look good.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yeah, those scones do look good.&lt;br /&gt;W: No, they are crumpets (grabs one and leaves).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;_&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10813167-1850299879443885604?l=insectary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/feeds/1850299879443885604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10813167&amp;postID=1850299879443885604' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/1850299879443885604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/1850299879443885604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/2007/06/some-people-hates-to-be-wrong.html' title='Some people hate to be wrong'/><author><name>Moshunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527434789896004553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Sr1mc6ngppI/AAAAAAAAAFc/T5iUy3DSWZU/S220/AedesLarvae.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Rn5bas1sx_I/AAAAAAAAACI/JXNmc9pLPeg/s72-c/scones.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10813167.post-4908858480318544514</id><published>2007-05-30T00:13:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T00:16:09.238+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Wintertime again?</title><content type='html'>Right, in April we saw one of UK most hottest weekend of 26 celcius. Now, at the end of May, guess what's the temperature?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4!!! (highest of 7 during the day)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Siberia, the average temperature was reported as 20. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can anyone say climate change?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10813167-4908858480318544514?l=insectary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/feeds/4908858480318544514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10813167&amp;postID=4908858480318544514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/4908858480318544514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/4908858480318544514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/2007/05/wintertime-again.html' title='Wintertime again?'/><author><name>Moshunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527434789896004553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Sr1mc6ngppI/AAAAAAAAAFc/T5iUy3DSWZU/S220/AedesLarvae.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10813167.post-5304298424245542544</id><published>2007-04-03T19:14:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T19:34:41.062+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling like the song Running Up That Hill</title><content type='html'>I think I need a break... meanwhile, this song by Kate Bush is stuck in my head and it fits my mood. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't hurt me. &lt;br /&gt;Do you want to feel how it feels? &lt;br /&gt;Do you want to know, know that it doesn't hurt me? &lt;br /&gt;Do you want to hear about the deal that I'm making? &lt;br /&gt;You, it's you and me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if I only could, &lt;br /&gt;I'd make a deal with God, &lt;br /&gt;And I'd get him to swap our places, &lt;br /&gt;Be running up that road, &lt;br /&gt;Be running up that hill, &lt;br /&gt;Be running up that building. &lt;br /&gt;Say, If I only could, oh... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't want to hurt me, &lt;br /&gt;But see how deep the bullet lies. &lt;br /&gt;Unaware I'm tearing you asunder. &lt;br /&gt;Ooh, there is thunder in our hearts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there so much hate for the ones we love? &lt;br /&gt;Tell me, we both matter, don't we? &lt;br /&gt;You, it's you and me. &lt;br /&gt;It's you and me won't be unhappy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if I only could, &lt;br /&gt;I'd make a deal with God, &lt;br /&gt;And I'd get him to swap our places, &lt;br /&gt;Be running up that road, &lt;br /&gt;Be running up that hill, &lt;br /&gt;Be running up that building, &lt;br /&gt;Say, if I only could, oh... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You, &lt;br /&gt;It's you and me, &lt;br /&gt;It's you and me won't be unhappy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"C'mon, baby, c'mon darling, &lt;br /&gt;Let me steal this moment from you now. &lt;br /&gt;C'mon, angel, c'mon, c'mon, darling, &lt;br /&gt;Let's exchange the experience, oh..." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if I only could, &lt;br /&gt;I'd make a deal with God, &lt;br /&gt;And I'd get him to swap our places, &lt;br /&gt;Be running up that road, &lt;br /&gt;Be running up that hill, &lt;br /&gt;With no problems. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;say if I only could, &lt;br /&gt;I'd make a deal with God, &lt;br /&gt;And I'd get him to swap our places, &lt;br /&gt;Be running up that road, &lt;br /&gt;Be running up that hill, &lt;br /&gt;With no problems. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if I only could, &lt;br /&gt;I'd make a deal with God, &lt;br /&gt;And I'd get him to swap our places, &lt;br /&gt;Be running up that road, &lt;br /&gt;Be running up that hill, &lt;br /&gt;With no problems. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if I only could &lt;br /&gt;Be running up that hill &lt;br /&gt;With no problems... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If I only could, I'd be running up that hill. &lt;br /&gt;If I only could, I'd be running up that hill."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10813167-5304298424245542544?l=insectary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/feeds/5304298424245542544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10813167&amp;postID=5304298424245542544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/5304298424245542544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/5304298424245542544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/2007/04/feeling-like-song-running-up-that-hill.html' title='Feeling like the song Running Up That Hill'/><author><name>Moshunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527434789896004553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Sr1mc6ngppI/AAAAAAAAAFc/T5iUy3DSWZU/S220/AedesLarvae.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10813167.post-9052690824978776524</id><published>2007-03-22T09:17:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-22T09:19:28.883Z</updated><title type='text'>Still feeling cold...</title><content type='html'>A couple of sunny days, then its hail and snow again. And I thought February was cold...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10813167-9052690824978776524?l=insectary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/feeds/9052690824978776524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10813167&amp;postID=9052690824978776524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/9052690824978776524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/9052690824978776524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/2007/03/still-feeling-cold.html' title='Still feeling cold...'/><author><name>Moshunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527434789896004553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Sr1mc6ngppI/AAAAAAAAAFc/T5iUy3DSWZU/S220/AedesLarvae.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10813167.post-4671992660732983244</id><published>2007-03-09T11:43:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-09T11:51:00.728Z</updated><title type='text'>Sick of being sick</title><content type='html'>I was really ill about 3 weeks ago,. And then after I recovered (which took me nearly two weeks), I got another flu the next week. I'm so sick of this! Why do I keep getting sick? I eat properly, I do regular exercise...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily though, it has been sunny for the past three days.And that makes me feel better already. Let's hope the good weather stays.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10813167-4671992660732983244?l=insectary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/feeds/4671992660732983244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10813167&amp;postID=4671992660732983244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/4671992660732983244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/4671992660732983244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/2007/03/sick-of-being-sick.html' title='Sick of being sick'/><author><name>Moshunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527434789896004553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Sr1mc6ngppI/AAAAAAAAAFc/T5iUy3DSWZU/S220/AedesLarvae.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10813167.post-157136457160159364</id><published>2007-02-28T14:35:00.001Z</published><updated>2007-02-28T14:40:52.555Z</updated><title type='text'>Rain rain go away</title><content type='html'>Rain! there's so much of it! The river is high and so it looks like Torpids might be cancelled. So much for the team that has been training so hard for the event.&lt;br /&gt;As for me, I hate cycling in the rain! &lt;br /&gt;Also, this weather is helping flu spread around... in fact, I've just recovered from it... not before giving it to three other people!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10813167-157136457160159364?l=insectary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/feeds/157136457160159364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10813167&amp;postID=157136457160159364' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/157136457160159364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/157136457160159364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/2007/02/rain-rain-go-away.html' title='Rain rain go away'/><author><name>Moshunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527434789896004553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Sr1mc6ngppI/AAAAAAAAAFc/T5iUy3DSWZU/S220/AedesLarvae.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10813167.post-2885953095320494144</id><published>2007-02-11T22:29:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-08T23:40:46.975Z</updated><title type='text'>More snowy pictures</title><content type='html'>Here are some photos from Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Rc-Y-4uU00I/AAAAAAAAAA4/kbXsDI4QFuo/s1600-h/CollegeSnow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Rc-Y-4uU00I/AAAAAAAAAA4/kbXsDI4QFuo/s400/CollegeSnow.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030407514942133058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picturesque.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Rc-ZIIuU05I/AAAAAAAAABg/5ODWzTJLqL0/s1600-h/snowtwigs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Rc-ZIIuU05I/AAAAAAAAABg/5ODWzTJLqL0/s400/snowtwigs.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030407673855923090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Branches of a tree covered with snow provides a cool pattern... until a lump of the snow dropped on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Rc-Y-YuU0zI/AAAAAAAAAAw/pgONnf53Cf8/s1600-h/ColdPidge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Rc-Y-YuU0zI/AAAAAAAAAAw/pgONnf53Cf8/s400/ColdPidge.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030407506352198450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Wood pidgeon feeling the cold in a berry tree. Brrr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Rc-Y-4uU02I/AAAAAAAAABI/Vna1eAruoPo/s1600-h/Radcliffe+fountain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Rc-Y-4uU02I/AAAAAAAAABI/Vna1eAruoPo/s400/Radcliffe+fountain.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030407514942133090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A fountain with icicles, but still sprouting water!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Rc-Y_IuU03I/AAAAAAAAABQ/fZQ1NIIJBoA/s1600-h/SittingSnowman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Rc-Y_IuU03I/AAAAAAAAABQ/fZQ1NIIJBoA/s400/SittingSnowman.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030407519237100402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snowman sitting under a tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Rc-ZH4uU04I/AAAAAAAAABY/8j2Y1rUOp1w/s1600-h/SnowCar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Rc-ZH4uU04I/AAAAAAAAABY/8j2Y1rUOp1w/s400/SnowCar.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030407669560955778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Underneath there be housemate's car!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Rc-Y-4uU01I/AAAAAAAAABA/jc8Okj7ki48/s1600-h/HouseFront.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Rc-Y-4uU01I/AAAAAAAAABA/jc8Okj7ki48/s400/HouseFront.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030407514942133074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My house after the snow had started to melt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10813167-2885953095320494144?l=insectary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/feeds/2885953095320494144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10813167&amp;postID=2885953095320494144' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/2885953095320494144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/2885953095320494144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/2007/02/more-snowy-pictures.html' title='More snowy pictures'/><author><name>Moshunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527434789896004553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Sr1mc6ngppI/AAAAAAAAAFc/T5iUy3DSWZU/S220/AedesLarvae.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Rc-Y-4uU00I/AAAAAAAAAA4/kbXsDI4QFuo/s72-c/CollegeSnow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10813167.post-6337545819424114202</id><published>2007-02-08T23:32:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-08T23:40:18.194Z</updated><title type='text'>White powder</title><content type='html'>I woke up this morning and lo! What a sight that greeted me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/RcuzVIuU0yI/AAAAAAAAAAk/LF73--pIoM0/s1600-h/SnowGarden.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/RcuzVIuU0yI/AAAAAAAAAAk/LF73--pIoM0/s320/SnowGarden.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029310584589701922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's my back garden! I just love how the pear tree look with all that snow. Today, widespread snowfall in the country has disrupted traffic and forced schools to close. For a lot of the people though, it was a good time to play! I still had to go to work, but left early after having to trudge and glide around ankle deep in this white stuff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More snowy pictures soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10813167-6337545819424114202?l=insectary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/feeds/6337545819424114202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10813167&amp;postID=6337545819424114202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/6337545819424114202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/6337545819424114202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/2007/02/white-powder.html' title='White powder'/><author><name>Moshunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527434789896004553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Sr1mc6ngppI/AAAAAAAAAFc/T5iUy3DSWZU/S220/AedesLarvae.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/RcuzVIuU0yI/AAAAAAAAAAk/LF73--pIoM0/s72-c/SnowGarden.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10813167.post-4143628799972078249</id><published>2007-02-04T23:55:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-05T00:06:41.721Z</updated><title type='text'>Bird flu is finally here?</title><content type='html'>I know that bird flu cases had already appear during the last year in the UK, but it didn't seem to have spread. But now, front page news is that some turkeys in Norfolk had been affected by the H5N1 strain. Will DEFRA be able to contain this outbreak in time? We'll see. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, I think my old lecturer, Prof. John Oxford must be more busy than usual. I was just reading his Q and As on the BBC website... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, now it is a good time to buy chicken. I had just been to Tesco's and the poultry prices have dropped significantly. I guess lots of consumers are scared by the news. Heh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10813167-4143628799972078249?l=insectary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/feeds/4143628799972078249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10813167&amp;postID=4143628799972078249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/4143628799972078249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/4143628799972078249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/2007/02/bird-flu-is-finally-here.html' title='Bird flu is finally here?'/><author><name>Moshunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527434789896004553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Sr1mc6ngppI/AAAAAAAAAFc/T5iUy3DSWZU/S220/AedesLarvae.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10813167.post-2753276581207125208</id><published>2007-01-31T12:59:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-31T13:18:56.070Z</updated><title type='text'>Burns night</title><content type='html'>Okay, it's a little bit out of date, but last week was Burns Night (25th Jan). Did you celebrate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over here in my college we had a Burns Supper (the good ol' haggis, neeps and tatties!) and Ceilidh dancing! It was most fun and educating! The only downside for me is that I don't like Scottish Whisky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Some hae meat and canna eat,&lt;br /&gt;And some wad eat that want it;&lt;br /&gt;But we hae meat, and we can eat,&lt;br /&gt;Sae let the Lord be thankit."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10813167-2753276581207125208?l=insectary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/feeds/2753276581207125208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10813167&amp;postID=2753276581207125208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/2753276581207125208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/2753276581207125208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/2007/01/burns-night.html' title='Burns night'/><author><name>Moshunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527434789896004553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Sr1mc6ngppI/AAAAAAAAAFc/T5iUy3DSWZU/S220/AedesLarvae.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10813167.post-7742382855055973587</id><published>2007-01-18T21:06:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-18T21:15:30.834Z</updated><title type='text'>Strong Winds and A4s</title><content type='html'>It's been very windy this week. And if you had been reading the news, there were several deaths around the country due to this strong winds.&lt;br /&gt;Today was especially windy... so much so that the boardings at the animal lab construction site blew off and got several protesters hurt.&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of protesters, somebody sent a LETTER BOMB to a company in Abingdon causing some injury to the opener. The letter was an A4 and the sender stated was a Dr. Barry Horne (a dead animal activist).  &lt;br /&gt;What is the world coming to?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10813167-7742382855055973587?l=insectary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/feeds/7742382855055973587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10813167&amp;postID=7742382855055973587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/7742382855055973587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/7742382855055973587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/2007/01/strong-winds-and-a4s.html' title='Strong Winds and A4s'/><author><name>Moshunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527434789896004553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Sr1mc6ngppI/AAAAAAAAAFc/T5iUy3DSWZU/S220/AedesLarvae.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10813167.post-52221780243607609</id><published>2007-01-10T19:31:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-10T20:09:52.118Z</updated><title type='text'>Recap 2006</title><content type='html'>Hmm, can't believe it! already another year has passed. I feel like I'm stuck at this stage in life, I don't feel like I've grown much at all... like a... LARVAE AT 4TH INSTAR STAGE BUT CAN'T PUPATE!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/RaVAckE80DI/AAAAAAAAAAY/wiLqRtmHOrQ/s1600-h/AedesLarvae.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/RaVAckE80DI/AAAAAAAAAAY/wiLqRtmHOrQ/s320/AedesLarvae.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018488219239239730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahem, well there are things that did happened during 2006 of course. Im gonna try and re-cap and see if any of the "highlights" are of any real importance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Learning to live as an Oxonian. Um, well at least I saw Thom Yorke.&lt;br /&gt;2. Being on the college student committee and the bar manager. Hair-raising experience.&lt;br /&gt;3. Trying to become a bona fide researcher. I'm still trying really hard :_(&lt;br /&gt;4. Friends. Yes at least I've made some cool friends here.&lt;br /&gt;5. Karate. Yay, I'm back to practicing karate. Shotokan Style.&lt;br /&gt;6. Old Friends. Got to meet with some old friends of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'm just a tad more wiser (and definitely older). I guess the little steps in life do make a difference afterall. But I do hope 2007 will be a more fulfilling year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10813167-52221780243607609?l=insectary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/feeds/52221780243607609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10813167&amp;postID=52221780243607609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/52221780243607609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/52221780243607609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/2007/01/recap-2006.html' title='Recap 2006'/><author><name>Moshunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527434789896004553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Sr1mc6ngppI/AAAAAAAAAFc/T5iUy3DSWZU/S220/AedesLarvae.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/RaVAckE80DI/AAAAAAAAAAY/wiLqRtmHOrQ/s72-c/AedesLarvae.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10813167.post-1785534394255147514</id><published>2006-12-30T01:07:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-12-30T01:11:58.533Z</updated><title type='text'>Empty</title><content type='html'>It's one in the morning, I'm still mulling over my freaking paper... my brain has really vacated the premises! I can seem to write anything!!! Gah!. Other than this empty cranium, I keep having hunger pangs. Glad that there is so much of the turkey from xmas leftover :P... Just how much can I eat? Odd thing is, my BMI puts in the underweight catergory. Where is all the food going?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man do I feel empty!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10813167-1785534394255147514?l=insectary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/feeds/1785534394255147514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10813167&amp;postID=1785534394255147514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/1785534394255147514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/1785534394255147514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/2006/12/empty.html' title='Empty'/><author><name>Moshunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527434789896004553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Sr1mc6ngppI/AAAAAAAAAFc/T5iUy3DSWZU/S220/AedesLarvae.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10813167.post-1739346884830558916</id><published>2006-12-21T23:45:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-12-21T23:58:09.000Z</updated><title type='text'>Clinging on... just barely</title><content type='html'>It has been a massive turmoil for the last couple of weeks. I feel like I'm about to be swept off by the waves (dare I say, of tsunami scale?) of stress and unrest in the group. Needless to say there is really one giant root of all problem. My head is like a giant volcano, really to explode/implode... &lt;br /&gt;I'm so ready to get a breather now, and with the latest cock up... everyone in the lab may actually have to take that break...&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait, I still got piles of work to do :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's trouble brewing in the new year. I know it. But I do hope at least that it'll come and go quickly and so I can get on with my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2007 is supposed to be a very special year for me and a certain group of old friends... simply because we vowed to meet up in that year after 5 years of separation... I just need to hang on tight for a while and ride out these turbulent days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a drink...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10813167-1739346884830558916?l=insectary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/feeds/1739346884830558916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10813167&amp;postID=1739346884830558916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/1739346884830558916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/1739346884830558916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/2006/12/clinging-on-just-barely.html' title='Clinging on... just barely'/><author><name>Moshunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527434789896004553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Sr1mc6ngppI/AAAAAAAAAFc/T5iUy3DSWZU/S220/AedesLarvae.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10813167.post-6315299722736887185</id><published>2006-12-13T22:11:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-12-13T22:19:04.718Z</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Ping!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/RYB8TlSIf1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/kvYg8sVcglc/s1600-h/1cake4ka.th.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/RYB8TlSIf1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/kvYg8sVcglc/s320/1cake4ka.th.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008139461503516498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A quick shout-out to Ping! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday! I hope you will have a good day, and... celebration perhaps?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, many happy returns!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10813167-6315299722736887185?l=insectary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/feeds/6315299722736887185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10813167&amp;postID=6315299722736887185' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/6315299722736887185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/6315299722736887185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/2006/12/happy-birthday-ping.html' title='Happy Birthday Ping!'/><author><name>Moshunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527434789896004553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Sr1mc6ngppI/AAAAAAAAAFc/T5iUy3DSWZU/S220/AedesLarvae.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/RYB8TlSIf1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/kvYg8sVcglc/s72-c/1cake4ka.th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10813167.post-4850652675143644685</id><published>2006-12-02T16:22:00.001Z</published><updated>2006-12-02T16:25:18.067Z</updated><title type='text'>Wrung out</title><content type='html'>It's been a hectic week. And then bar things till late at night ... I'm glad on days like a Saturday to make up for the sleep debt. But that means I rarely see the sun... not that there is much at this time of the year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas is coming... time flies... oh boy...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10813167-4850652675143644685?l=insectary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/feeds/4850652675143644685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10813167&amp;postID=4850652675143644685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/4850652675143644685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/4850652675143644685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/2006/12/wrung-out.html' title='Wrung out'/><author><name>Moshunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527434789896004553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Sr1mc6ngppI/AAAAAAAAAFc/T5iUy3DSWZU/S220/AedesLarvae.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10813167.post-6021390536031101672</id><published>2006-11-23T22:06:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-23T22:35:11.889Z</updated><title type='text'>Season Warmer - Tapioca style!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/7919/1319/1600/716331/TapiocaPudding.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/7919/1319/320/482064/TapiocaPudding.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(LEFT: My pudding on my ugly red carpet.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it gets all dark and cold and wet during this autumn, I'd love a warm and comforting dessert. So after much experimenting about with tapioca, I've made a pudding... much like the asian sago pudding classic. It was yum! Here's how.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ingredients:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapioca pearls&lt;br /&gt;Palm Sugar&lt;br /&gt;Double cream&lt;br /&gt;Coconut milk powder&lt;br /&gt;Soya milk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. First cook the tapioca pearls in lots of boiling water for about 10 minutes. Then leave it to cool for another ten and let the pearls turn completely transparent. Strain and wash under a tap to remove excess starch. &lt;br /&gt;2. Return the tapioca into the pan. Add coconut milk powder and a little soya milk and mix to make a thick liquid. &lt;br /&gt;3. Add chunks of palm sugar according to your level of sweetness. Gently heat the mixture until sugar dissolves. &lt;br /&gt;4. Add a dash of double cream and stir until mixture is thick.&lt;br /&gt;5. Pour into cups/bowls and top it up with some peach slices or other fruits of your choice.&lt;br /&gt;6. Eat!&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/7919/1319/1600/632773/TapPudClose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/7919/1319/320/564336/TapPudClose.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Right: Close up of my half eaten pudding.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something to take away those winter blahs eh?&lt;br /&gt;Right now, back to work!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10813167-6021390536031101672?l=insectary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/feeds/6021390536031101672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10813167&amp;postID=6021390536031101672' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/6021390536031101672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/6021390536031101672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/2006/11/season-warmer-tapioca-style.html' title='Season Warmer - Tapioca style!'/><author><name>Moshunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527434789896004553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Sr1mc6ngppI/AAAAAAAAAFc/T5iUy3DSWZU/S220/AedesLarvae.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10813167.post-1700655027714215599</id><published>2006-11-17T09:03:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-25T13:18:40.676Z</updated><title type='text'>Running away from responsibilties</title><content type='html'>It is as if I am jinxed or something. Experiments are going awry, even the simple ones... The amount of stupid mistakes that I would normally not make is ridiculous... and sometimes just unexplainable that things go wrong.&lt;br /&gt;So naturally I'm feeling down in the dumps. I can't get around how come I'm majorly this bad? I've done lab work before and never had a problem. It's like my brain has died or gone missing. Maybe I killed it or left it behind in Cardiff with Brains (lager).&lt;br /&gt;To make matters more complicated,I'm still managing a bar part-time that is under pressure to perform better. When I first took over, it was a tip! Every health and safety (not a big fan of this, but the basic H&amp;amp;S common sense should be obviously applied) and hygiene regulation was practically broken. At least that is somewhat under control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I've decided to take a trip to visit a friend in Exeter. Don't care of the running experiments. Nor the bar. I'm running away from here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe when I come back I'll be better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Well here I go,it's coming at me through the trees&lt;br /&gt;Help me, someone, help me, please&lt;br /&gt;Take my shoes off, and i will throw them in the lake, and I will be, two steps on the water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found a fox, who was caught by dogs, he let me take him in my hands&lt;br /&gt;His little heart, it beat so fast&lt;br /&gt;And I'm ashamed to be running away&lt;br /&gt;From nothing real, i just can't deal with this&lt;br /&gt;I feel ashamed to be there"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- The Futureheads/ Kate Bush, Hounds of Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10813167-1700655027714215599?l=insectary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/feeds/1700655027714215599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10813167&amp;postID=1700655027714215599' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/1700655027714215599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/1700655027714215599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/2006/11/running-away-from-responsibilties.html' title='Running away from responsibilties'/><author><name>Moshunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527434789896004553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Sr1mc6ngppI/AAAAAAAAAFc/T5iUy3DSWZU/S220/AedesLarvae.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10813167.post-116315472290864322</id><published>2006-11-10T10:27:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-16T17:54:59.519Z</updated><title type='text'>Grumble grumble</title><content type='html'>The days are getting oh so short, yet there is more and more things to do. I'm having to keep an updated dairy... something I've never done. This week, I'm fully book... really, my day starts at 9am and ends at 11pm... today I'm only going to bed at 3 or 4am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to lie down!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10813167-116315472290864322?l=insectary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/feeds/116315472290864322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10813167&amp;postID=116315472290864322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/116315472290864322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/116315472290864322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/2006/11/grumble-grumble.html' title='Grumble grumble'/><author><name>Moshunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527434789896004553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Sr1mc6ngppI/AAAAAAAAAFc/T5iUy3DSWZU/S220/AedesLarvae.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10813167.post-116213611659127165</id><published>2006-10-29T15:35:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-16T17:54:59.399Z</updated><title type='text'>Halloween aftermath</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2705/852/1600/party-halloween.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2705/852/320/party-halloween.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a record earning at the bar for Halloween on Friday, my recently acquired flu decided to punish me even more. &lt;br /&gt;Well, at least in misery I will have the satisfaction of being told of doing a good job - even if right now I've lost my voice, coughing, sniffling and have tons of academic work to do. And darn, still have to go back to the bar and do the stock... even with the extra hour gain is not helping enough!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great Halloween to all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10813167-116213611659127165?l=insectary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/feeds/116213611659127165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10813167&amp;postID=116213611659127165' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/116213611659127165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/116213611659127165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/2006/10/halloween-aftermath_29.html' title='Halloween aftermath'/><author><name>Moshunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527434789896004553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Sr1mc6ngppI/AAAAAAAAAFc/T5iUy3DSWZU/S220/AedesLarvae.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10813167.post-116009235384364365</id><published>2006-10-06T00:30:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T17:54:59.130Z</updated><title type='text'>Health and Safety... BAH!</title><content type='html'>Sometimes (and by that I mean most times) Health and Safety has no logic whatsoever. So afraid that we might hurt ourselves in everything we do, H&amp;S officers are adamant that we fill out forms after forms after forms of safety rules and follow them. We now have to wear goggles and mittens when using a microwave!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, last week someone had a bit an accident that was potentially dangerous. What was Health and Safety good for when you really can't expect the unexpected? They can't even tell me how I could dispose a long plastic pippette that does not go into the normal pippette bins... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As most people who watches Top Gear will know, that Richard Hammond was injured while driving a Dragster for the show recently. Now Health and Safety is crawling all over them, trying to find fault at why this was unexpected. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same goes with my lab now. Things like a dirty shelve is suddenly a H&amp;S issue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do think we need a level of safety, but really, it is a common sense thing. But we can't have everything dictate to us. If the UK had an earthquake tomorrow and the chemicals on the shelves were to fall down on us, are we then gonna put all chemicals on the floor and have no shelves?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meantime, I wish the Hamster a speedy recovery and can't wait for the new season to show. I heard that filming has resumed today for Jeremy Clarkson and James May. Yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10813167-116009235384364365?l=insectary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/feeds/116009235384364365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10813167&amp;postID=116009235384364365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/116009235384364365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/116009235384364365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/2006/10/health-and-safety-bah.html' title='Health and Safety... BAH!'/><author><name>Moshunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527434789896004553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Sr1mc6ngppI/AAAAAAAAAFc/T5iUy3DSWZU/S220/AedesLarvae.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10813167.post-115918561526157444</id><published>2006-09-25T12:44:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T17:54:58.961Z</updated><title type='text'>Embarrassed</title><content type='html'>One morning I cycled to work, lightly singing a song that is supposed to be Karma Police.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just as I cycled pass a bus stop I saw someone that seemed quite familiar. It took me a while to realise...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Thom Yorke. Again. (Hmm, why is he waiting at a bus stop?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The expression on my face when I finally recognised him must be errr, amusing. I don't think he heard me singing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Embarrassing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, maybe I'm mistaken and that person is not Thom... (wishing partially that it was a mistake).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10813167-115918561526157444?l=insectary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/feeds/115918561526157444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10813167&amp;postID=115918561526157444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/115918561526157444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/115918561526157444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/2006/09/embarrassed.html' title='Embarrassed'/><author><name>Moshunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527434789896004553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Sr1mc6ngppI/AAAAAAAAAFc/T5iUy3DSWZU/S220/AedesLarvae.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10813167.post-115841599696582119</id><published>2006-09-16T15:03:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T17:54:58.820Z</updated><title type='text'>Summer is over</title><content type='html'>And just like that the summer has come and gone. The trees are turning yellow and red. Days are rainy and colder... though with the occasional warm sunshine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, recap of the summer: What I did&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work, work, work...&lt;br /&gt;Outdoor sports like tennis and cricket&lt;br /&gt;Get to see a Bollywood film being made in Oxford. Their trailers and cars were parked outside my department. It seems that Priyanka Chopra and Salman Khan was here (oops, I saw them but didn't really recognised them in the flesh... my bad. Plus, I walked pass the camera while going for lunch. Oops again.)&lt;br /&gt;Karate in the stuffy dojo.&lt;br /&gt;Holiday in Italy&lt;br /&gt;Worldcup&lt;br /&gt;Summer Ball&lt;br /&gt;Punting&lt;br /&gt;Picnics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, it was a great summer I think. I wish it wasn't over so quickly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10813167-115841599696582119?l=insectary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/feeds/115841599696582119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10813167&amp;postID=115841599696582119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/115841599696582119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/115841599696582119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/2006/09/summer-is-over.html' title='Summer is over'/><author><name>Moshunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527434789896004553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Sr1mc6ngppI/AAAAAAAAAFc/T5iUy3DSWZU/S220/AedesLarvae.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10813167.post-115735949619781542</id><published>2006-09-04T09:33:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T17:54:58.676Z</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye, Crocodile Hunter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.filmmonthly.com/Profiles/Articles/SIrwin/steve_irwin6.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.filmmonthly.com/Profiles/Articles/SIrwin/steve_irwin6.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a good start to a Monday morning when I read the news. 'Crocodile Hunter' Steve Irwin has just passed away early today from a diving accident. According to &lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/world/asia-pacific/5311298.stm"&gt;BBC news&lt;/a&gt;, he was killed by a sting ray.&lt;br /&gt;This is a sad, sudden loss. He was such an inspiration. He was probably the first person to make me look at reptiles in another light...&lt;br /&gt;He truly loved wild life and I guess at the end he died doing what he loved. &lt;br /&gt;He will be truly missed. But his legacy will go on. &lt;br /&gt;Thank you, Steve. People like you are the reason I studied biology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My condolences to Terri Irwin and the rest of the family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10813167-115735949619781542?l=insectary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/feeds/115735949619781542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10813167&amp;postID=115735949619781542' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/115735949619781542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/115735949619781542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/2006/09/goodbye-crocodile-hunter.html' title='Goodbye, Crocodile Hunter'/><author><name>Moshunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527434789896004553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Sr1mc6ngppI/AAAAAAAAAFc/T5iUy3DSWZU/S220/AedesLarvae.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10813167.post-115702987764867978</id><published>2006-08-31T14:09:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T17:54:58.534Z</updated><title type='text'>In between experiments 4</title><content type='html'>Waiting for another experiment to finish. Been listening to a band called The Shins from someone's iTunes. I love the music sharing thing. Anyway, I think this song is good:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Says I&lt;br /&gt;By The Shins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An address to the golden door &lt;br /&gt;I was strumming on a stone again &lt;br /&gt;pulling teeth from the pimps of gore when hatched &lt;br /&gt;a tragic opera in my mind... &lt;br /&gt;and it told of a new design &lt;br /&gt;in which every soul is duty bound &lt;br /&gt;to uphold all the statutes of boredom therein lies&lt;br /&gt;the fatal flaw of the red age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because it was nothing like we'd ever dreamt,&lt;br /&gt;our lust for life had gone away with the rent we hated &lt;br /&gt;and because it made no money nobody saved no one's life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we burned all our uniforms&lt;br /&gt;and let nature take its course again &lt;br /&gt;and the big ones just eat all the little ones &lt;br /&gt;that sent us back to the drawing board.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In our darkest hours &lt;br /&gt;we have all asked for some &lt;br /&gt;angel to come &lt;br /&gt;sprinkle his dust all around &lt;br /&gt;but all our crying voices they can't turn it around &lt;br /&gt;and you've had some crazy conversations of your own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've got rules and maps and guns in our backs &lt;br /&gt;but we still can't just behave ourselves &lt;br /&gt;even if to save our own lives, so says I, we are a brutal kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause this is nothing like we'd ever dreamt &lt;br /&gt;tell Sir Thomas Moore we've got another failed attempt &lt;br /&gt;cause if it makes them money they might just give you life this time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10813167-115702987764867978?l=insectary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/feeds/115702987764867978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10813167&amp;postID=115702987764867978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/115702987764867978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/115702987764867978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/2006/08/in-between-experiments-4.html' title='In between experiments 4'/><author><name>Moshunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527434789896004553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Sr1mc6ngppI/AAAAAAAAAFc/T5iUy3DSWZU/S220/AedesLarvae.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10813167.post-115677385002212986</id><published>2006-08-28T14:59:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T17:54:58.389Z</updated><title type='text'>Such a loser...</title><content type='html'>It's bank holiday and here I am at work. The building is quiet and I feel very odd indeed. Sigh! &lt;br /&gt;Since all cafeterias are closed, I went to Sainsbury's to buy lunch. Big mistake. The noodle salad a bought was not only cold, but half of it was frozen. Now I would have gone back to complain but it's like a 20 minute walk. Blech!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I feel like such a loser... :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10813167-115677385002212986?l=insectary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/feeds/115677385002212986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10813167&amp;postID=115677385002212986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/115677385002212986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/115677385002212986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/2006/08/such-loser.html' title='Such a loser...'/><author><name>Moshunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527434789896004553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Sr1mc6ngppI/AAAAAAAAAFc/T5iUy3DSWZU/S220/AedesLarvae.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10813167.post-115624791741912955</id><published>2006-08-22T12:29:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T17:54:58.251Z</updated><title type='text'>Gloomy thoughts</title><content type='html'>Boss (AKA supervisor) is throwing hissy fit again... well as far as I know that it's got nothing to do with me, but the fact that he is taking it out on people creates resentment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is only one of his problems.... Anyway, here I am thinking if continuing this course of work under is one particular person is a decision I should change. If it was just a regular job, I would think about not renewing my contract or quit before things get worse. But as it were, I'm actually trying, at the end of three years, to obtain a PhD. I'm in doubt now wheter I would finish my PhD at this rate. Sigh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just how far would I go before actually resolve to give up for good? &lt;br /&gt;Well, I got a meeting with the Boss today. Hopefully it won't be too bad. Must remember to not cower in fear... X_X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10813167-115624791741912955?l=insectary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/feeds/115624791741912955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10813167&amp;postID=115624791741912955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/115624791741912955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/115624791741912955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/2006/08/gloomy-thoughts.html' title='Gloomy thoughts'/><author><name>Moshunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527434789896004553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Sr1mc6ngppI/AAAAAAAAAFc/T5iUy3DSWZU/S220/AedesLarvae.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10813167.post-115554409075669468</id><published>2006-08-14T09:23:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T17:54:58.133Z</updated><title type='text'>Life without a computer</title><content type='html'>My powerbook has finally kicked its aluminium bucket. And I'm without a computer at home. Life seems so much more quite and boring without a computer. I've began to pace around in my noiseless room, it's just so odd... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is how dependent some people has become to computers, sadly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to get my little lappy fixed! I'm now using a very old iMac at work... well, at least it's better than none.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10813167-115554409075669468?l=insectary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/feeds/115554409075669468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10813167&amp;postID=115554409075669468' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/115554409075669468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/115554409075669468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/2006/08/life-without-computer.html' title='Life without a computer'/><author><name>Moshunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527434789896004553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Sr1mc6ngppI/AAAAAAAAAFc/T5iUy3DSWZU/S220/AedesLarvae.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10813167.post-115462420976672300</id><published>2006-08-03T17:15:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T17:54:57.987Z</updated><title type='text'>Lab boredom antics</title><content type='html'>If you work in a lab, do you sometimes find yourself sitting around waiting for your samples? Long enough to get bored, but not long enough for you to walk away and do something else. Here are 10 things I've done/seen in my lab other than the usual sitting and stairing into space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Sleep/dose. I've observed a researcher in my lab taking forty winks on his chair, feet up on the mini fridge, while waiting for his samples/results. Surprising how he never falls. &lt;br /&gt;2. Kata practice. Tekki Shodan is the best for long and narrow lab spaces such as mine. Perplex glass on the microbiological safety cabinet/ fume cabinet is good for seeing your reflection while you practice. Recommend you do this when no one is around. Be careful not to topple things.&lt;br /&gt;3. Spinning around on the swivel chair. Makes you dizzy. Only if you have one of those in your lab. I remembered doing a lot of when I was four or five, and broke my tooth once when I fell... Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;4. Talk. Have a good chat with another colleague. Only if you have friendly and good-natured ones. Some researchers get highly annoyed if you try to chat with them or make noise generally in the lab. Luckily, non of my lab colleague are grumpies.&lt;br /&gt;5. Sing. Sing along with the radio in the lab. Or just sing your own song. A couple of researchers in my lab like to do this. Sometimes one of them would whistle a tune. Mostly though this is done when they are still doing something, and not waiting around.&lt;br /&gt;6. Clean. Give the work bench a good wipe down. &lt;br /&gt;7. Read. Anything from newspapers to work articles. Bleh.&lt;br /&gt;8. Dance. Know some moves? Why not try it out on the smooth floor (if you have a smooth floor) of the lab. Again, alone is best to avoid embarrassment.&lt;br /&gt;9. Organise. Keeping your work place free of clutter.&lt;br /&gt;10. Write/draw. Usually work-related things like a 'to do' list for tomorrow or 'to buy' list. Sometimes though it's just doodles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK. That's all. Hope that inspired someone, or made someone laugh at least.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10813167-115462420976672300?l=insectary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/feeds/115462420976672300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10813167&amp;postID=115462420976672300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/115462420976672300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/115462420976672300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/2006/08/lab-boredom-antics.html' title='Lab boredom antics'/><author><name>Moshunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527434789896004553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Sr1mc6ngppI/AAAAAAAAAFc/T5iUy3DSWZU/S220/AedesLarvae.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10813167.post-115434053484359636</id><published>2006-07-31T10:40:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T17:54:57.856Z</updated><title type='text'>My week</title><content type='html'>Here are some things I did for the past week in my mundane life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday: Laugh at a new video made by two guys called The Dormitory Boys/ Back Dorm Boys, taking the piss out of Jessica Simpson's new song (great Monday blues killer). Order drinks for the bar that I manage part-time. Dinner with a housemate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday: Piping woes in the insectary, giving us a private paddling pool, hence I feel like a janitor. Tried to call a certain someone but as usual phone is off. Karate training to vent out stress and whatever. Laundry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday: Dinner with housemates. &lt;br /&gt;While another housemate had a BBQ party in the garden, which annoyed the house when drunken guests made a ruckus at midnight. Some people had to get up at 6am for work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday: Due to lack of sleep, the day seemed long and no work was really done. A colleague then had the fab idea of going for a drink after work. Yay! Late dinner :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday: Bank in a cheque from Inland Revenue! They had taxed me too much last year. Dinner by way of Chinese takeaway :P... wasting time by loitering in the room, emails, listening to music. Got the new Keane album from a friend :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday: Get up late :D. Late lunch. Karate Training. Grocery shopping.  Dinner with housemate again. Defrost the dodgy freezer so that technicians can fix it on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday: Sort out bills. Tidy my room a bit... Laundry (My karate trousers needed a wash). Defrost the fridge so that technicians can fix it on Monday too. Dinner at a friend's place, plus Battlestar Galactica! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's my week. How is yours like?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10813167-115434053484359636?l=insectary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/feeds/115434053484359636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10813167&amp;postID=115434053484359636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/115434053484359636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/115434053484359636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/2006/07/my-week.html' title='My week'/><author><name>Moshunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527434789896004553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Sr1mc6ngppI/AAAAAAAAAFc/T5iUy3DSWZU/S220/AedesLarvae.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10813167.post-115391468236071934</id><published>2006-07-26T12:43:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T17:54:57.698Z</updated><title type='text'>Pressure! Here comes the gripe.</title><content type='html'>Gah, work things are not going my way. I'm so frustrated. Pressure to get results is building and I feel like I could explode. What to do when experiments don't work like it's supposed to and you don't know what to fix??? That and the heatwave is making me mad. My room sometimes goes up to 30 degrees at night and the fan I bought feels like it is blowing hot air, which means I don't get much sleep, which adds to more grumpiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which makes my theme song of the week being Pressure Point by The Zutons. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't get this pressure point out of my head&lt;br /&gt;I can't get this pressure point out of my head&lt;br /&gt;I feel it in work, you know, I feel it in bed&lt;br /&gt;I can't get this pressure point out of my head &lt;br /&gt;I've paid all my bills and I've acted so well&lt;br /&gt;Ain't been cheating, there's nothing to tell&lt;br /&gt;So why all this pressure, I dont understand&lt;br /&gt;I call on my neighbours, and lend them a hand &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doctor, oh doctor, I'm willing to learn&lt;br /&gt;Well all of my bones, well they toss and they turn&lt;br /&gt;Mother, oh mother, I'm begging you please&lt;br /&gt;To rid me of madness and cure this disease &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe told you what I have become&lt;br /&gt;With all of this pressure, my mind's on a run&lt;br /&gt;Why maybe its changing, let's hope for the best&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's something to get off my chest &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doctor, oh doctor, I'm begging you please&lt;br /&gt;To rid me of madness and cure this disease&lt;br /&gt;Mother, oh mother, I'm willing to learn&lt;br /&gt;Well all of my bones, well they toss and they turn &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pressure pressure pressure pressure...&lt;br /&gt;Pressure pressure pressure pressure...&lt;br /&gt;Pressure pressure pressure pressure...&lt;br /&gt;Pressure pressure pressure pressure...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't get this pressure point out of my head&lt;br /&gt;I can't get this pressure point out of my head&lt;br /&gt;I feel it in work, you know, I feel it in bed&lt;br /&gt;I can't get this pressure point out of my head &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAAAAAAhhh ... Pressure pressure pressure pressure pressure...&lt;br /&gt;AAAAAAAhhh ... Pressure pressure pressure pressure pressure...&lt;br /&gt;AAAAAAAhhh ... Pressure pressure pressure pressure pressure...&lt;br /&gt;AAAAAAAhhh ... Pressure pressure pressure pressure pressure...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10813167-115391468236071934?l=insectary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/feeds/115391468236071934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10813167&amp;postID=115391468236071934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/115391468236071934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10813167/posts/default/115391468236071934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insectary.blogspot.com/2006/07/pressure-here-comes-gripe.html' title='Pressure! Here comes the gripe.'/><author><name>Moshunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527434789896004553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_opB4r9ZObbQ/Sr1mc6ngppI/AAAAAAAAAFc/T5iUy3DSWZU/S220/AedesLarvae.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
