Jan 29, 2010 19:05
I have made DNA, it's time to go home.
(Actually, the bacteria made it, I only coerced them into doing it and then killed them for it. Clearly I'm a bacterial blackmailer and murderer. "I know you have the plasmid, copy it or DIE! You have it? Great! DIE ANYWAY!")
Work is nice. People are nice.
Weather is not nice.
It was 6 degrees this morning and I was cold all night. My floor was frigid (even the carpeting was cold). I think it may be time to bake bread. You know, so I can warm up the apartment?
Yes, bread . . .
weather