A nocturnal sugar glider… almost as cute as the average skepchick.
The past few days I have been working quite late at MIT. Normally, I am one of those annoying, cheerful morning people. I’m the sort of bubbly person you want to throw your coffee at if you’re not a fellow morning person.
Recently, I am becoming somewhat nocturnal. I am currently processing many samples for a shipping deadline, and there’s much to do! I now arrive early in the morning– slightly less cheerful because of lack of sleep– and leave quite late. I’ve been catching the sweeper train back home to the Harvard T stop. On a couple of occasions, I’ve had to make friends with other nocturnal graduate students, who kindly drove me home when I missed the last train.
I am tired, but I’m making much progress on my samples. I think we’ll make our shipping deadline, too! I have also found myself exposed to a whole new side of MIT… the nocturnal side. There are graduate students in my building whom I never met before. They’re the nocturnal graduate students. There seem to be many people, graduate students and undergraduates alike, who keep a more or less nocturnal work schedule.
I am somewhat fascinated by the night life at MIT. At any given time of night in any given building, there are students actively working: building things, mixing chemicals, or just staring intensely at textbooks or computer screens. The students who are not working are creatively procrastinating: dancing DDR with a fury I’ve never seen before, playing ridiculous board games, or just hanging out and talking with friends. MIT seems to be a campus that never sleeps.
Tonight, though, I am home relatively early as the mass spectrometer is behaving, and I had some luck crushing rocks. Tomorrow, I can return to my annoyingly cheerful morning self.
Night, all! Those of you who aren’t nocturnal, that is.