I'm making more of that lasagna Patrick and I made earlier this month. Cooking complicated stuff is way more enjoyable when he's here. But now I get all the food to myself, so that's a plus :)

My Powerbook is on its way from Taiwan right now. It should get here tomorrow or Thursday. I can't wait! I might have to wait until this weekend to spend some quality time with it though...

Oh yeah, and I got results today that suggest that all of my research for the past year was pointless. I'm surprisingly unphased by this. I guess I just can't accept it, because that would be too upsetting. I'm not going to worry about it until I meet with Anne next week. Maybe she'll have something positive to say.

I worked hard today, and my back is all tired because of it. See, today I had help from Will, one of the other grad students in my group. He's like the model grad student--in lab all the time, excited about research, and he knows everything. Anyway, he helped me with some procedures I didn't understand, and because of that, I'm going to have lots of data this week. I don't like feeling like I owe people anything, but I'm still super-grateful that he helped me out. Maybe I'll make him a cake or something to thank him...

I should really do more stuff outside of lab with the other people in my group. They're all so nice and friendly, but I'm an introvert and I'm lazy. Not a good combination when it comes to socializing. Hmm...

The summer after freshman year, Patrick and I both worked at Mudd. We had to use a common kitchen, so we wrote our names on all of our newly-purchased cooking stuff. When we left for grad school, we split up the kitchen supplies. It makes me happy to have "Caitlin & Patrick" written on half of my kitchen stuff.

When I was introduced to Patrick's new apartment-mates last weekend, one of them said, "Oh yeah, I thought you might be Caitlin--your name is on the can opener." That made me happy :) I'm glad there are little things like that to remind us of each other even when we're apart.

I've been programming for CyberSense all day. It's rainy and grey out, so I don't mind being cooped up. Patrick got back from Yosemite, and called and told me the highlights. It sounds like it was beautiful. I hope we can go to Yosemite someday (but maybe not climb Halfdome like he did--sounds like it was tough!).

I want to live with Patrick right now! Even if our relationship has its ups and downs (mostly me getting grumpy about some little thing and Patrick stoically waiting until I come to my senses), being with him is so much better than being alone.

Boy, I bet you're looking forward to me whining about how much I miss Patrick and how much work sucks for another 9 months, huh? I'll try to throw in some other stuff too, once in awhile. And I guess I've been whining about it for over a year now, so everybody's used to it by now.

Speaking of other stuff, I've started on a new knitting project, but I'm not sure if I'll finish it. I'm trying to make one of those skinny scarves with vertical stripes that Gap and all those places are selling nowadays. But my version looks sloppy and amateurish, so I'm not sure if it's worth finishing. If I do end up making it, I'll post pictures. If you're interested, my approach is to cast on a lot of stitches (like 340), then knit each row in a different color, leaving long strands on each end for the tassels.

I've started crying again. I don't know if I mentioned this before, but all last winter, I would cry whenever anything remotely romantic happened on TV. It had stopped for a while, but it's started again. I cried last night at the opening sequence of NBC's new show, Miss Match, and I cried just now at the ending of Michael, even though I only caught the last 5 minutes of it. What's my problem? It must be the weather, because I could swear I was happier during the summer. Now that fall's upon us, I'm getting all sad and lonely again.

Of course, I could just be deluding myself. Maybe I was just happy for the past few weeks because I got to see Patrick so frequently, and so I just assumed I'd felt like that all summer. Who knows...

A side note about Miss Match--Alicia Silverstone smirks too much! She makes the same face over and over again. But I still like her. She went through that whole thing where the tabloids made a big deal over her gaining weight, so she seems like a real person to me now. I'm glad she didn't let that scare her away from doing what she enjoys.