I turned in the homework today. I hand-wrote it, and nobody else did. I felt like such a tool with my college-rule in hand. I took 3 hours just to do a standard curve for the Bradford reagent I prepared. I followed the protocol exactly. Then the post-doc comes over and mixes the standars all kind of messed up, and it works beautifully. Damnit. Q: What the hell is the protocol for? A: to make me look like a mongoloid in a white coat playing dress-up with test tubes. I sat through a seminar on rat sperm after that. How many slides of rat nuts must I endure in a day. I felt tea-bagged.