Awful or awesome?
Both adjectives seem to sum up the events of today. Work was pretty crappy with even more primer problems and indications that there's been a contamination in a publicly used plate since early Nov '08. What's even more troubling is that everyone who uses that gene and my $500k primate study has been affected by it. Troubleshooting is a bitch, but I guess someone has to do it. Let's just hope that things pan out before I get in too deep.
It didn't seem like there would be much to salvage the day. That is until I got a text from my friend, E, inviting me to the A's game. Little did I know it would be full of awesome.
We started out in the outfield by the foul pole, then got a call from E's coworker to join him in a luxury box, which happened to be Al Davis' private suite. Leather seats, a kick ass stereo, private blinds for the windows and 4 tv's awaited us. To make it even better, we were on TV when the cameras panned into the room.
The A's pretty much sucked tonight, but it was the end of the night that made up for it. We snuck into the Yankee's player parking lot and took pics and got autographs from C.C Sabathia. That dude is freakin tall.
Blah I want to write more, but I'm uber tired. Sleep calls.
Night!
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