Wednesday, Feb. 18, 2009 - 22:00

Whoa excitementness! Don't y'all cream your undies in thrilledness, but today I did a comparative trial on media used for the isolation of yeasts and moulds. Including osmophilic yeasts and moulds. I used THREE different spiking organisms. I used THREE different foods to spike. I used FOUR different media. I also chucked in THREE natuarally contaminated foodstuffs. Plus there was all the controls and uninoculated matrices I had to include. Excitement indeedly.

Chatted a bit to my bast mate yesterday on the phone. Alas it was a bit stilted (my fault, probably) because.. well.. adult life has got in the way. Two blokes who've been made into knackered wage slaves and have done little of note to report otherwise, and have no time/motivation to call and tell their friends that they're plodding along, so to speak.

Will be nice to catch up in a few weeks though - am going down to see him and his dear lady wife and my dear girly god-daughter too, so that'll be cooooool.

Man United 3-0 Fulham in the Premiership (more clean sheet minutes for van der Sar), Villa 1-1 CSKA Moscow in the UEFA Cup (dunno whether they'll go through with the away leg likely to be a challenge) and England set 500+ for the Windies to win the test match, or a day and a bit to bat out to draw. At close the Caribbean side were 100ish for three.

LISTENING TO:- some Rosie Thomas, who seems to have a few tracks from cover CDs in my iPlayer library. Partic nice is 'Finish Line', which was on a Sub Pop sampler CD I thinks. Might investigate some more of her stuff.

To finish, in a sense, three of stepfordtart's questions. Not too many of the others applied to me really, hey nonny noo..

Have you ever been involved’in a natural disaster (I don't mean one you caused, I mean an accident, like a being caught in a tidal wave or a tornado or an earthquake or something else that makes good readin')

Indeed I have - my first entry in this diary was on the subject of the Earthquake that struck the West Midlands back in 2002. It didn't really force me to question my mortality as falling masonry came close to ending my life (as.. um.. there was no structural damage, just the room shaking) but it did freak me out w.r.t. making me think there was a ghost or something supernatural rocking the bed.

If you could only talk to one person for the rest of your life, who would you talk to?

Sorry to be a right 'Mummy's Boy', but on the basis that she's probably the person I chat to the most frequently, and we relatively rarely run out of stuff to talk about, I'd prob say my Mum. I'm not sure how that'd work w.r.t. us both getting older, and the fact she's probably going to die (all things considered, probability wise) twenty-five or more years before I do..

If your younger self had gone forward in time and met the person you are now, what do you think Younger You would think of how you turned out? If your older self came back from the future, what would they tell you?

I don't think the younger me would be that impressed with the older me, but I suppose that depends on how young a 'me' we are talking about. In many many ways I am happier now than I ever imagined I'd be at times when I was a angsty miserable teenager, but on the other hand I think I always envisaged that I'd be married with a family by the time I was thirty. Young me would be VERY VERY impressed by how much music the older me had managed to accumilate :-)

The older me would probably want to give my young self some advice about grasping a few more chances, making more of an effort at some of the things I try, and maybe having a bit more confidence in myself. I think there was definitely an extent to which that I expected things would work out for me, with relatively little effort on my part (because that's how school and university were for me - me being fortunate to be quite bright), and this probably impacted the extent to which I've drifted in some ways in the last few years.