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I never understood bookshelves that are sorted, in particular shelves that are used daily. Since elementary school, I didn’t enjoy keeping my books in any specific order besides the order I have been using them. It was a way to sort them. So if I had history and religion on the same day, those books were likely to be together, and they would always end up in the depths of the shelf because there were more math and science courses.

The appeal of an ordered bookshelf to the eye vs the efficiency of picking up books in bulk without even thinking… My mother, who spent time looking at the books preferred the former, while I, the one who was using them, argued about the latter. She would say if you sort it once and stick to that order, it would merely be equally efficient. It would have a bonus of the appeal.

I couldn’t stick to that order -alphabet, thickness, length, colour- so many parameters to think about. Luckily, if you consider that luck ( one would want to know who wrote the book that is supposed to teach something to you) the authors of the books were not that important for the course literature that I was spared from thinking about that one feature. “A. Meltem” and “A. Aylin” for example would be the end of me. It would be a wild goose chase, trying to find what “A” stood for, I wouldn’t simply sort them by Meltem and Aylin. “A” was a name, and it was required in full to be classified.

Who was right? I cannot say. But I do know that sorting with features of the data does not come naturally to me. I moved into an apartment with fewer wardrobes and cupboards. The hoarder I am, I have a ton of stuff. I decided to do something different this time. Let’s try to fit into all I have to what’s already there and have one bookshelf extra. My mother is the genius of keeping many things in smaller areas, inventing spaces even. Let’s bring out the mother to fit. It sort of worked, I have bought these cube storage shelves to divide large cabinets and to create a cabinet like space in some walls (only because of luggage, otherwise those would be in the wardrobe). It was a modular and portable solution. For storing stuff in the cupboards… Following my mother’s sorting algorithm, I have placed smaller pots into larger pots, turned their lids upside down, and they took less space.

I was proud of myself. I have done an excellent job; everything looked so well organized. That is until I started using the stuff. Why should I waste time pulling out pots from pots if I am using them weekly? It’s 15 seconds of my time vs. having more space to store them stacked with their lids on. Time vs. money. Time wins, I will likely lose money. The only thing keeping me is the desire to buy a computer to play games on.

One shouldn’t spoil herself with so much; it’s the need that leads to the invention after all.  I shall live and see what solutions I will come up with for storing all those stuff ( translation: how long can I hold on until I buy cabinets?).

Getting Ready for BPS? Insider Tips for Food & Alcohol

You are probably making your plans, and booking your hotels for the BPS Annual Meeting in Baltimore. First things first, there isn’t a safe street in Baltimore.  I cannot name a street I have felt absolutely safe. But no, you won’t get shot every other day either. Be alert, probably take uber or bus late at night. You will be fine.

Except, if you are a woman and for some reason attract all the idiots around. People might ask to exchange clothes with you (in a very serious manner), call you a liar or bitch when you say you don’t have a lighter, men might grab your arm when you are waiting to cross the street, again men might want to lick/bite/eat your pussy, again men might yell ‘Jesus loves you’… “But you know it is not that bad.” I don’t have the best impression of this city as you have guessed and anyone who tells me this is a beautiful city should simply frak off.  No city is beautiful if I feel scared, and I am intimidated.

That said, despite the annoying experiences and my tight budget, I have been exploring Baltimore as much as I can. I have shared some of the restaurants I have visited myself in the map below. There are a few, I haven’t been to yet have a pin. Those I just had to add, you will know when you read the comments. I have a sensitive stomach, had some bad experiences. As a result Baltimore turned me into a picky eater and the bar for being a great place has increased a lot.

So many places will get a ‘Good’ mark from me at best, but check them out yourself and decide. Two places have red flags(they serve alcohol of course), you will love them, they are great. If you don’t, just drink more.

Feel free to share the map, I will keep it up-to-date till the meeting.  Wishing you all happy holidays.

The me within me that loves to sabotage

The remove command I use in the terminal… No proper backups… Working on several projects at the same day, simultaneously… Several terminal windows, several desktops… I can almost hear you screaming ‘Nooooo! This is a recipe for disaster! ‘ .

It was.

After all that struggle with many stupid things and the rush to get data (not to mention the idiotic mistakes that was made way before and during the rush) in March-April, I have spent the entire May to clean up the mess that was left from previous months. I have thought finally in June things would go back to how they were. I would just work on getting healthy data and finalize the atomization (no no not making an atom bomb here, just trying to type automation) of the parameterization for Drude force field… I did it again.

The me within me decided to sabotage me again. One thing led to another and long story short I have removed the scripts folder that was at my home directory. This folder held all the changes that I have made to the pre-existing scripts in the lab, and all the scripts&inputs I have prepared for everything that I have done/will be doing for the past 1.5 year and the remaining time in these projects.

I cannot even say that “I still have the brain that created those scripts, I’ll work day and night and to rewrite them”. Because I am not even sure if my brain is mine truly. It was after all with that brain I have removed that folder and didn’t take regular backups.

Make the time to create backups! I wouldn’t be crying now if I had a proper backup routine. I wish my body also had some backups. I would love to restore myself back to June last year. Absolutely everything is just going downhill ever since.  Restoring that month would be a good fix.

Testing the speed of sun-acquired redness under the sun of San Francisco

It’s fast ladies and gentlemen. I can no longer tolerate sun! Why? When? How exactly this change happened but I can no more brag about not getting red from too much sun.
Is it 7 years living in Sweden that altered my skin? Or because I was bragging too much that my body wanted to teach me a lesson? No matter the reason I have to become best friends with the sunscreen. Now I’m off to the conference venue.