blah...transit

Today I was in bed all day, because we are transitting to the next station. I tried to do some work, but transit means the ship's rolling so much that you can do nothing but sing "What do you do with a drunken sailor, what do you do with a drunken sailor?" when you walk around the ship. I don't even think I stumble this much on my Friday and Saturday nights :) ! So anyway when I tried to do work, my whole body cried out in sea misery so I just got back in bed and slept. We have our next station tomorrow morning and after talking to my boss I have a reasonable amount of work now (which is still a lot - but I'm on a boat and beggers can't be choosers) and I should be given the right amount of water from each depth in order to do it! YAY FOR DATA...or something like that, right?