flyingbuttresses
flyingbuttresses
flyingbuttresses

Midwesterner!

Oh, goodness, I hope I'm not an egregious case! Like, I can defend my stuff to a somewhat decent degree, but I have a hard enough time remembering deep enough into the literature when calm, and as stated, am USELESS at devising experiments or thinking about science in that way on the fly in a room full of people.

Thanks! I'm trying hard to relax and not read. Originally I had all these grand plans to start re-reading what I thought might be important about a month ago, but my advisor decided to freak out over my presentation and wanted me to have it ready three weeks in advance. What has followed is a continuous whirlwind of

Hi Jezzies!

Period poops SUCK. I hate them. They are horrid. They are weird. They are uncomfortable. Better since I'm on the pill, but I still have lots of not-great pooping for a couple of days.

I love that name!

Damn it, now I have the song stuck in my head.

Whoa, that's kinda creepy! And also really paranoid. Thank goodness you had a good shift leader! I was also friends with the kitchen manager, so whenever she was working and it wasn't busy, she'd just ask me what I wanted and she'd make it without a ticket.

I think we got 25% off a meal? But we were allowed to eat during our shift, just whenever we had a chance. So the food was usually cold.

At first I was like, "Oh, puppy diving off an elephant's back, haha, cute!"

Right? I grew up in a town of ~460. That's a relatively tiny town, and I still don't know everyone there (by name, anyway—I can recognize almost everyone). 18,000 was bigger than my college town of ~10,000. So yes, it's a small town. No, not everyone actually knows each other, but that's usually the only thing anyone

I remember this book! I totally read it and thought it was fantastic.

Misty of Chincoteague by Marguerite Henry (1947). When I was in second grade my mad reading skillz were too advanced for the 2nd grade section of the school library. Not to be a special snowflake, because I know there are plenty of advanced readers, I've been reading independently as far back as I can remember—not

The Boxcar Children were the bomb-diggity. I loved all of the original, non-ghost written books. I even kind of liked the ghost-written ones. My favorite was Houseboat Mystery.

I love The Westing Game! I actually just downloaded the e-book from my library for some weekend nostalgia.

YUP.

I know if you work in a lab that does a lot of animal behavioral work, things like makeup and perfumes can totally mess that shit up. A friend once worked in a behavioral lab and wasn't even allowed to use strongly scented soap. I also know you're not supposed to apply cosmetics in lab—not even Chapstick or lotion,

First: AWESOME.

You're right! I totally forgot that our primary goal in life is to PUNISH ALL THE SLUTS.

Not quite expounded upon: Iowa also just gone done taking part in a long-term contraceptive study, where it offered long-term options (IUDs, implants) to women for FREE. The number of long-term contraceptives being used in Iowa skyrocketed. Isn't it amazing how providing women with safe and effective methods at