They stole my RedBull can!
(Sob) That's exactly what happens when you leave your room for efficient revision (Remember, I'm living in the dark ages). The window-cleaners leave your desk in a layer of dirt AND they steal your preciousssss RedBull can off the roof. It was shiny, we needed it, we wanted it! We musssssst get it back!
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You just reminded me of the product from the last step of a painful synthesis. I labelled it "precioussss..."
Hahaha! I can't access your anecdotes via Facebook, but I can still directly go to your blog!!
Shiny!!! Precioussss!!!
While you mourn your red bull can, I STILL have the KEY!!! hehehehe!!
;-) Em XXX
Well, at least one of ussssss is happy Em ;-)
@Ψ*Ψ, good luck with your synthesis. I still remember my humble attempts to synthesise muscalur (a fly-pheromone) in a seven-step synthesis. I miserably failed* and one of my teachers actually refused to inject "this dirt" (as he lovingly called my "product") into his beloved GCMS. haha.
*probably because I should have taken more care of my intermediate precioussssssnessesssss, as they have been frequently spoiled by some of my nice collegues (sob).
Mikey, you owe me 3 quid for that Red Bull.
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