As of yesterday, 33 of 96 clones screened were positive. This is good. In fact, it's likely too good to be true, my gut tells me, though my brain can't excuse the possibility that I actually do have 33 positive clones. Dani says I must have so much karma built up that this has to be right. I don't know about that one -- I must be sensible or old-fashioned enough to not trust a karma build-up; though I can't bring myself to subscribe to the theory of limited good (that too implies some sort of intelligent design) I can't help but feel that a build-up of karma can only lead to a dearth of it in the future. Certainly I can see that I've been lacking in good science karma these past couple of years, but somehow the idea that karma-null run is over is scary too. Jeez. I might have to start being productive.
And then, not so obviously but apparent nonetheless, follows even scarier ideas, like what am I going to do with myself once I finish this damnable degree? What am I fit for? What's to become of me? I've no flower shop and Freddy to fall back on. I chose this path because I love the science, love working at the bench, but that's not a "forever" option for me. Perhaps I now suffer from an excess of options. And given my family's propensity towards indecisiveness, that means I'm frankly screwed.
Anyhoo, anyone want to place a bet on how many positive clones await me in the next 48?
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