just a sad trans girl looking for laugh-out-louds
I swear a social studies teacher told us that most rivers tend to flow north to south. Young impressionable child I was, I of course filed it away as a long-term core memory – right there next to PEMDAS, FOIL, and so on.
Then I mentioned it in college and got fucking embarrassed.
Search engine challenge of the day: Find another source for this behavior.
That would be called vacation time vs sick time in my org, but there are definitely differences in when/how they’re used.
Sick time is like, “I don’t feel good today, I’m just not working today.”
Vacation time is like, “I’m feeling pretty good today, I’d like to take a feel-good day. But I better schedule schedule it a couple weeks out, check with my manager, make sure there are no deadlines coming up, make sure someone else can cover for me,” and so on.
Does it need to be online and continuous?
Hot take of the day: academia doesn’t need social media.
“Have you thought about a postdoc? Well how about second postdoc?”
I casually bicycle around town and like to see who I can keep up with to test how fast I am. More and more folks have ebikes now and it’s getting way less fun.
Even as all the alarm bells go off about droughts and impending water crises, we must never compromise on our God-given right to lush green grass lawns.
We’ve finally found it: the queer agenda. Let’s get to work, people.
Me and some friends used to all share one but then the fucking DRM kicked in and I had to get my own.
Vector also wears a gold chain and headphones all the time
Banned from club: penguins
But can I take them home? What if they have a collar with a name tag that has my neighbor’s address on it? Or what if they’re wearing a leash being held by a person who won’t stop saying “Please put my cat back down”?
Shout-out to all my homies who are tired all day, avoid screens before bed, read for a bit, journal, do mindful meditation, and take melatonin, but nonetheless lie in bed staring at their eyelids for 2 hours before slipping into a kind of restless unconsciousness that’s too long and groggy to be a nap but too short to be a refreshing night of sleep.
H0, H1, and Hbruh
That’s the face I make when an experiment that should only have 2 possible outcomes somehow leads to a completely uninterpretable third outcome.
What if this was just a scheme to get everyone free monitoring
This makes my bones hurt