It's official. Today's bee will be called Sildainde. She was small, tiny and was marked with pink paint. (Other supervisor and I got bored waiting for good bees to come out, so we mixed up silly colours of paint to mark the new bees with.) I think she breaks all records for being the most inefficent bee at going home ever. Argh! 3 hours' work to get 10 data points. And she had a side preference.
I think I might work rather than party tonight cos I am feeling faintly guilty at the fact that I'm not stressed or working hard. Also, I am really behind on sleep and probably ought to try and be actually alert tomorrow if we are tramping through marshland for 4 hours.
There was a weird crazy guy riding a bike up and down Trumpington Street today. He was honking his horn and yelling, "2 million dead Iraqis! Some of us will NOT be silenced at 11 o'clock!" Although I see his point about the Iraqis, I would tentatively suggest that making a public nuisance of oneself at a time when a lot of people are reflecting very personally on things that are important to them and not directly connected to Iraq is not the best way to get the point across.
I think I might work rather than party tonight cos I am feeling faintly guilty at the fact that I'm not stressed or working hard. Also, I am really behind on sleep and probably ought to try and be actually alert tomorrow if we are tramping through marshland for 4 hours.
There was a weird crazy guy riding a bike up and down Trumpington Street today. He was honking his horn and yelling, "2 million dead Iraqis! Some of us will NOT be silenced at 11 o'clock!" Although I see his point about the Iraqis, I would tentatively suggest that making a public nuisance of oneself at a time when a lot of people are reflecting very personally on things that are important to them and not directly connected to Iraq is not the best way to get the point across.