Day 8

After hurriedly getting all my belongings together, I went out to the bus.  Sometimes I wish I had my own car here.  My bus tends to be crowded in the morning, but luckily I did not need a seat buddy.  I got into work and did a couple things (double checking what the paper needed and trying to ID a fly that Michelle and I haven't been agreeing on).  I then took another bus to NC State, I had a meeting with The Doc and Bug Man about the species ID paper I started last summer.  Because I think with my head, I downloaded an app that has a map of the NC State's campus so I could find the building.  What I didn't realize is that the app also used something like google maps, to it showed me as a blue dot navigating around, which made finding the building easier.  I know, I'm a wild woman you guys.

The meeting went well.  We went over the list of things to do, and got some of them accomplished.  Bug Man made some good suggestions about the paper.  Afterwards, I went back to the museum and ate my sandwich.  After not having meat for a week (unless you count ramen soup) a turkey sandwich was delicious.  After sandwich time, was writing the paper time.  I spent an hour or so looking at my flies genitals (pictures and in real life) and trying my best to describe them.  I even took photos of them, maybe I should consider a career in raunchy fly photography.  They're pretty hairy.  

Today, I did not sort any more flies.  This was because it decided at the meeting to go through vials that came from the same place the fly from last summer.  The issue is that the majority of the flies do not have a label that gives a location (it's coded or something), and the flies that do have a label that gives their location is nowhere near where my fly came from.  I did actually go through a vial that was collected from the same location at the same time, but no new fly.  Womp Womp.  I spent a lot of my time trying to find old papers that we need to ID the other flies.  I might have found one of them (hooray), but I can't be sure yet.  

After work, I came back to my apartment and made dinner.  It was half good (the meat rocked, the rice was meh).  I also talked to one of my roommate's, Cloudy (name based off her major) for awhile about the benefits of riding your polar bear to work in Alaska.  It was a pretty good night.