Best. Labmate. Evar.
Greg got a shipment of black truffles for his research, but he gave one to me for teh culinary consumption. I think I'm going to try to make truffle oil with what's left of it. (I love being a mycologist.)
On a completely related note, Weathorr seems to be vacationing in NC this week. Seriously, the low for tonight is supposed to be eight degrees Fahrenheit. Eight! Degrees! I can only assume this is a sign of the approaching apocalypse.
Tomorrow I'm supposed to go looking at cats again, continuing my epic search for a playmate for Anansi. I hadn't thought it would be this difficult and involved. I also hadn't thought it would require leaving the house when I don't own a proper winter coat anymore and the outside temperature is below 20 degrees. Argh.
On a completely related note, Weathorr seems to be vacationing in NC this week. Seriously, the low for tonight is supposed to be eight degrees Fahrenheit. Eight! Degrees! I can only assume this is a sign of the approaching apocalypse.
Tomorrow I'm supposed to go looking at cats again, continuing my epic search for a playmate for Anansi. I hadn't thought it would be this difficult and involved. I also hadn't thought it would require leaving the house when I don't own a proper winter coat anymore and the outside temperature is below 20 degrees. Argh.