I can't get NW Chem to work. The program probably works fine. It's even been installed on a few of our machines. I just can't get it to do what I need it to do. Also, I can't get Openbabel to protonate the crystallography files. There's even a function: AddHydrogens. And it does exactly...nothing.
This seems to be a showstopper for us right now. Me not knowing how to use NW chem. Maybe I should have gone for the other program. I'm definitely the rate-limiting step in this reaction.
Monday - Thursday, I worked at the new job. Boring, but I can totally handle boring right now. With some money coming in, I can finally pay the lawyer's fees. It was completely demoralizing to learn that my legal costs outweighed the amount in my savings account. Also concerned because I can't guarantee that this even worked. Did it buy me what I needed? We'll see.
I've spent the past three days since getting things done and trying to rustle up business. Cleaned the place so San feels comfortable here when she arrives later this week. Started doing weights again so I can compensate for my months of missing Crossfit (amazing how much muscle you can lose). Decided to start training for a half marathon. Now, I should just sign up for one. Went to the Dutch Language lessons Wednesday evening - and studying the language every day (it's become a game for me: how fast can I get fluent?) Pinged our folks at the Combatant Command several times last week and finally got someone good on the phone. Really want to put this program together for them. God, it would be great to get it going by March.
I've passed my analysis to Josh, John, and Rick. I took it out of context, of course: nothing about the book is in this bit. I'm trying to get a sniff check from some SMEs so I can clean it up and tighten it before I try to publish.
Then there's Eric. Loving his company: goofy, snarky smile. It cheers me: the way he's available and interested and playful. Literally, actually playful. E-mail messages and texts that tickle my funny bone and make me feel like playing back. Sjors used to be that way, but I haven't used this part of me for years. The happy part of my soul responds to this, and my ability for play comes back readily, like riding a bike. Trust comes back far less readily; I don't know if it will ever return. I doubt it, but I can't worry about it. If someone is trustworthy, perhaps I will learn to trust again.
It was a glum and drizzly day. Cold. Wore wool sweater, down coat, gloves, and hat and still felt a bit put-out. Met Andrea at Teasim to do homework in Dutch. Afterwards, called Lynn in the U.K. It's been a while. She's getting married in April. Gotta find my way down there.
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