PhD comics. Well, this is life in our lab right now. We've lost two graduate students to other labs and everyone remaining is panicking about what they're going to do. Looks like most of the lab is going with our boss to Texas. Best of luck to you. Watch out for scorpions, tumbleweed, and ignorant people (no offense to any Texans who might be reading who are civilized... I'm not talking about you).
The point is that I'm working my butt off trying to be done with the bench work part. Then I'll have to closet myself somewhere to write... Then there'll be a lot of general freaking out. Meanwhile, the banking world doesn't care that we want to buy a house and no one is returning our calls... because apparently they're too busy. And to top it all off, I'm nervous to start applying to jobs because of a general lack of self-worth in my skills as a scientist.
But enough of that, I wanna' think about fun stuff, like continuing recaps. We've just been introduced and now it's time for our first dance. I mentioned during our recaps that we danced our first dance to Incubus' Friends and Lovers, and this series of pictures is nothing but, you know, nice dancing pictures. So have a listen and enjoy:
Remember... I still have no idea what the first dance song is... Note the trepidatious face...
We just talked and joked and I remember thinking 'I had no idea this song was so long.' Since our party did not consist of couples except for Mia and Dan, I didn't want to make it a Bride+Groom, then Bridal Party dance thing. Besides, Kyle and I are spotlight hogs... but this was a long song.
Me singing along ↓
Anyway, when I get a chance, I'll next show you other stuff! I don't know what yet! It'll be a surprise for everyone!
Miss a recap so far? Catch up!
Eleven Twenty Five Eleven: The boys get ready!!
Eleven Twenty Five Eleven: The girls get pretty!!
Eleven Twenty Five Eleven: We're ready for our close-up!
Eleven Twenty Five Eleven: We ceremoniously process!
Eleven Twenty Five Eleven: My turn!
Eleven Twenty Five Eleven: We get MARRIED!!!
Eleven Twenty Five Eleven: We get formal!
Eleven Twenty Five Eleven: Our model moment!
Eleven Twenty Five Eleven: Please welcome to the floor!