They taste of earth (as in soil). Cycling and having one decide it wants to reside in your mouth for a while is unpleasant, however, I was thankfully not stung and managed to not crash. the bee is now dead
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I am tired having had a long day, thus as seems to be the case every day, I am going to the tea shop. They all know me know very well, kinda like a regular at the pub, but with less alcohol and more rah
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Ah the joys of research. Waiting for the dry ice to turn up.
*begins pondering whether to clean out the fume hood as it needs to be done this afternoon, but I can't as I don't know what of shinaz's stuff can be moved or chucked*