- I stabbed myself with a contaminated needle containing deuterated chloroform and TMS-butadiyne. The fact that I'm still alive doesn't mean much, since it does not rule out the possibility of a slow and agonizing death.
- The lab reached a record low of fourteen degrees. After the RSC "How hot is your chemistry?" paper thermometer hit the baseline temperature in my room at home, baseline being twelve degrees, we finally decided to turn on the heating. This illustrates a very simple solution to the problem. Needless to say, the Arctic wasteland that is the lab has not yet been thawed.
- I endured the awkward moment when you fall asleep in a seminar during a (relatively) fit academic's talk about his research in developing drugs to fight kitty cat HIV. It only got awkward when the PI decided to show the academic around the lab afterwards. I can only compare the moment to a deer in headlights.
- It has finally become acceptable for radio stations nationwide to play Christmas songs, if it means that Adele's Skyfall will now only air once instead of twice a day.
- Two of my reactions gave me the right products!!
- Last night, in a fit of madness and/or inspiration, I made an ice bowl on the rotorvap. This is what happens when I'm left to my own devices:
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On a completely unrelated note, I'm totally digging this Olly Murs vs. Britney Spears vs. Maroon 5 mashup, and so should you:
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