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We have a new housemate. He has extremely chunky boots, a mighty beard, and a penchant for snuff! I forget how the latter entered into conversation, but I was intrigued. I'd seen such a thing in numerous Scarlet Pimpernel films, but hadn't witnessed such a thing in real life. Nathan cheerfully produced a tin of the stuff and demonstrated for me. His eyes bulged and watered profusely and he was obliged to move, with some speed, to his room to fetch a handkerchief (I thought I could hear a concussive sneeze, but that was probably wishful thinking on my part). He spent the next 15 minutes delicately dabbing at his nose. I wasn't keen to try this as a result: I spend so much time avoiding milder carcinogens in the lab after all! I've never seen the appeal of stimulants (probably because I tend to get hyper with chocolate). I did once get drunk on my 21st birthday, which was interesting, but I digress. In conclusion, I am exceptionally pleased with the new housemate. I hereby promise not to put pepper in his snuff tin, despite the obvious temptation.
In other news. Generally, I'm a fairly relaxed person, so I'm a little perturbed that the geologist incident happened again today. With the same geologist. Again with the kettle. I cheerfully admit to possessing very little of that Steve McQueen cool.
In other news. Generally, I'm a fairly relaxed person, so I'm a little perturbed that the geologist incident happened again today. With the same geologist. Again with the kettle. I cheerfully admit to possessing very little of that Steve McQueen cool.