Sigyn and I are still working through the bag of SWAG (Sure, We Are Greedy). We haven’t found anything edible yet, but I’m still hopeful.
Looks like we have some centrifuge tubes. I approve of the cap color. There are some 15 mool…
… and some of the bigger 50 mool kind.
We’re nearing the bottom of the bag, and still no munchables.
Great Frigga’s corset! There’s a monster in my bag!
But he’s the friendly, puffy sticker sort, so it’s all good.
Aha! This looks promising!
Ack! No! Sigyn, don’t worry about what fetal bovine serum is. Just read the other part of the label.
The part where it says these are actually m&ms. Score!
This is turning out to be a very good bag o’swag after all. And the best part about it is that there has been no glassware samples that Sigyn can get trapped in! I feel we’ve really “dodged a bullet” on that one, as the human expression goes.
Or maybe not.
Sigh. Hang on, sweetie, Loki’s coming.