It’s approximately 3 a.m. in the morning, and I’m about to sit down to enjoy my… brunnerfast. For those of you who may not be familiar with this term, it refers to the meal eaten in the wee hours of the early morning similar to a normal breakfast, but quadrupled in size to cover breakfast, lunch, and dinner from the previous day. After working in lab for the past 16 hours without food, I once again realized that after graduating from an Ivy-league college with honors, I too can find a job killing myself for no money. Toward the end of the day, I was so exhausted (and somewhat high on a combination of phenol, choloroform, and paraformaldehyde fumes), that during a conversation, I was like, “… But… But… What the hell was I saying???” To which my labmate replied, “I dunno… you just started going “But” all of a sudden.” Tonight was at least better than earlier this week, when I would go back into lab after dinner around midnight to work until 5am, making it feel like a whole other work day! This week’s getting too long, and I’m desperately in need of a hug… =(