They won. I can't fight them anymore. All I can do is everything I can to get done as soon as possible so that I can tender my resignation.
By tomorrow, I will be done experimenting with my 18th cell line, and I should have another two analyzed. I'll have one updated in my labnotebook.
I hate this season, I hate what they've done to me, and I hate that I can't do anything about it.
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Oh dearest Ray. You are not beaten, though I know how you feel. =/
As much as they have made you feel discouraged: REMEMBER...You are destined for GREATNESS, don't forget that.
When I get back, I promise you a big glass of Guinness at that restaurant with sweet potato fries, and we'll rant the shit out of Fall 2008.
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