03 May 2010

Just not that into you

I have had some productive science days the past month. I did a 12 hour timepoint day, which means I was there for a good 14 hours; Friday I put in some time to get the final photos I thought I needed for a poster for an upcoming conference; I started a list of questions I would want to answer and techniques to do that with for a training grant application this summer; I read a publication related to my research I get all these ideas and questions, plus all the other experiments/data I have been working on.

This weekend, when I was supposed to be putting together a poster, and today when I was finishing it, I just did not feel that into it.

My PI gave me feedback on the poster, and I am almost done with the revisions and changes, but then I felt even less into it.

I don't even know what else to drone on about. I keep wondering what I am really in this for. Arg. I really should not write about this and go finish my poster. Peace out.

3 comments:

Warped Mind of Ron said...

I hear ya. Motivation is sometimes lacking.... maybe if that poster had fire breathing squirrels???? no... OK... I guess you can stick with your first design...

fey said...

My current PI will not let me put the really cool data on a paper. Unless the data is ready, or almost ready for submission to a journal it is not to be shared. This is especially so if the experiment is easily repeated or if we suspect other labs might be doing similar work.

I understand this is for my own protection, but it has made me somewhat jaded about science.

If another lab sees your data on a poster, and they have similar data, of course they are going to rush to get theirs out first.

Jenski said...

Ron, do you have any information on the mutation causing that fire breathing? That would be helpful. ;-)

Dr. Girlfriend, I get the fear of being scooped. I always hope that if someone is doing something similar, they would contact my PI for a collaboration/back-to-back publishing in an ideal world. I think if I ever got screwed with a really big scooping, I would quit. For real.