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FYI: I don’t talk to GamerGators, anti-feminists, etc. I don’t have the time or energy for dealing with that sort of bullshit. So don’t bother. All that’s going to happen is an immediate block. 

Contrary to what a lot of internet randos seem to believe, I’m under no obligation to engage with everyone that wants to talk at me, especially on my personal social media. It is, at the end of the day, my blog and my Twitter. I’m not being paid to engage with anyone, I’m not being paid to write this stuff, and I have enough stress in my life without having my energy sucked away in pointless, derailing arguments with people whose intentions are bad. 

Don’t like my boundaries? 

Too fucking bad.

I’m not your punching bag, your debate partner, your mom, your absolution, your validation, or anything else. 

You want my emotional labor? Pay me. If I’m doing it for free, I decide where I donate it. 

neuralcaffeinology asked:

Would I be able to ask what made you change majors? Like anything specifically?

Absolutely! 

I didn’t really change majors, but I did change my field of study going from my undergrad degree in Molecular & Cellular Biology to my Master’s degree in Space Studies. Long story short, I wanted to take a break before medical school for several reasons, one of them being whether or not I truly wanted to pursue medicine as a career. Hospitals were depressing environments for me. That’s when I saw a job opening at CERN as a physician, and it struck me that hospitals weren’t the only places you could practice medicine and do research. NASA also has similar opportunities.

Then I met Cmdr. Chris Hadfield during his book tour in Seattle, and I was fascinated by what he had to say on the changes in his physiology due to his time in microgravity. I’d always been inherently interested in human factors in space travel (I just didn’t know there was a name for it) and that meeting kind of sealed the deal, so I took a huge risk and decided to pursue it as a graduate degree. 

So these next couple years are a bit of a “break” before med school, and they’ll give me a better focus of what I want to do as a career. For me, neuroscience and space were the two ultimate final frontiers of the scientific field (although I’m sure anyone from any other discipline might disagree ;). The great thing is, my biology training (specifically neuroscience) does come in handy when we discuss human performance in the extreme environment of space. Ideally, I’d love to work at a space agency as a physician specializing in neurology and doing research on astronauts’ experiences in microgravity. Physicians are highly sought after for long-term manned missions in space, too, so maybe I’ll be blogging from the ISS one day? One can dream…

Space studies is a truly interdisciplinary field, so being a part of this program also helps me learn more about most other fields, as well. Physics, history, politics, law, medicine, you name it…

Also, space is just plain fucking awesome.

thatweirdparamedicstudent asked:

"You know I heard that can shorten your life by twenty years?" - for absolutely anything

Of Monsters and Lawmen


“You know I heard those can shorten your life by twenty years?”

Startled out of her finals-induced haze of exhaustion and panic, Octavia found herself looking at a guy in a grey sweatshirt and jeans, staring at her, unsmiling. His eyes danced with light, even humor, however, and so she put down her pen and pushed away her notecards. They clinked against the many empty, crushed cans of Monster that littered her desk, which he was gesturing at.

“Nah,” she said, shrugging. “I run enough to counteract it. Besides, it’s only for finals. It’s not like I do this regularly.”

He raised his eyebrows skeptically, and she grinned. Wiggling her fingers at him, she reached out and flicked one of the cans in his direction. He watched it spin slowly towards him, but somehow Octavia still felt like his eyes were on her. 

“There are better ways to study,” he offered.

“Not this late in the game. You think after four years of this hell, I would’ve learned, but no. Procrastinator to the bone.” She leaned backwards in her seat, balancing precariously on the back two legs. He frowned, and so she taunted, “What, this going to shorten my life, too?”

When she heard the barely audible no, but it might shorten mine he breathed out, she almost did fall out of surprise. 

“Philosophy of Law, and Advanced Government,” he mused, running his finger carefully over the spines of her books.

Octavia shivered, imagining his finger caressing her own spine. “What of it?” She asked aggressively to mask any hint of what he was making her feel, inside and out.

He smirked, of all things, then half-sat on the table. “I too had to struggle through Carter’s exams when I took his classes. I also ended up TAing for him, though god knows why. I can give you some tips, if you want.” 

“Yes! Absolutely yes!” She nearly shrieked, grinning sheepishly at the annoyed looks from her just-as-stressed neighbors. 

“Then I’m Lincoln,” he said, taking a real seat as he flipped open her textbook. “Second year student at the law school.” 

“Octavia,” she replied with a smile that was a little more shy this time.

Surprisingly, as much as the low timbre of his voice fueled a fire in her, she managed to pay attention, mostly because her grade really was on the line. By the end of the night, though, she was charmed, because his passionate arguments and strong opinions fueled her up even more than his voice. School came first for now, that she was positive of, but also, finals didn’t last forever.

Still, it wasn’t until next semester–after a few nights of dinner or movies or rock-climbing together–that she jumped him in the library while studying, between the stacks of books in the government section, and for once, he was perfectly happy to let her attention drift from their usual focus of law and order.

I would do absolutely anything in my power to help somebody out if they needed it. No matter who it is,
no matter what time of the day. Whether they need gas money, or a ride home, or something from the grocery store. But the minute I need a favor, everyone disappears. Doesn’t make much sense to me.

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anonymous asked:

Can I ask about dis? What was her parenting style? I would adore to know more about her, she seems wonderful

Dís is well, as far as I am aware. When I, Fíli, and Kíli left for this quest, she was supportive of our success, though concerned, as many are, that the quest would fail. As soon as Erebor is reclaimed, I shall send a raven to her to tell her of these past months.

Dis’ way of parenting, if described in a single word, is fierce. She is very protective of Fíli and Kíli, though she encourages both of them to try as much as they can, to learn and grow and see all that there is. She has never been afraid to speak her mind as loudly as she can and her prowess in battle is on par with Dwalin, which is unsurprising given that they trained so frequently together growing up.

Dís is also the only person I know to have an absolute weakness for anything with cinnamon in it.

anonymous asked:

Do you know what's going on with Aliya? I honestly 100% don't wanna know bc her life and privacy and stuff but just being nosy and wondering if you know about it. Because to me it seems like you know absolutely anything and everything!

I know what happened and have a vague idea what’s going on now. But until I know for sure I don’t want to say anything that could just be a rumor. She’s fine, just let her live her life yo!

Castle by Halsey

Castle by Halsey
Album: BADLANDS

I don’t know how I discovered Halsey, but ever since I heard “Hold Me Down” I could not wait for her album “BADLANDS” to be released. I’ve probably listened to it over 100 times and what can I say…I am in love. My favorite song off the album would be without a doubt “Castle.” I feel like i can hear a mix between Lorde and Melanie Martinez. It is full of synths and a banging drum beat which is something I love in a song. The chorus is super easy to learn. After listening to this song a few times I think that this song is about someones struggle with attention. It could be about her and her fame, but she is describing in a way a modern day queen would. The title of the song stuck out to me right away because I absolutely love anything to do with fairytales and castles. If you are in an alternative mood, this song and album are a go to. She is definitely one to watch!

Favorite Lines:

“I’m heading straight for the castle, they want to make me their queen.”

“There’s an old man sitting on the throne that’s saying that I probably shouldn’t be so mean.”

“Tired of all these cameras flashing, sick of being poised.”

The remaining members of Monty Python are teaming up to make a new film, a sci-fi comedy entitled Absolutely Anything. It includes Robin Williams playing a talking dog.

And in the lead role is going to be none other than BENEDICT MOTHERFUCKING CUMBERBATCH. 

IN A NEW MONTY PYTHON FILM.

it’s like they’ve started making movies out of my wildest and most beautiful dreams.

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Trailer: ‘Absolutely Anything’ - Aug 14 (UK)

Directed by Terry Jones, starring Simon Pegg, Robin Williams, Kate Beckinsale, Terry Gilliam, Eric Idle, John Cleese, and Michael Palin.

apparently the site for dismaland ticket sales broke down instantly and everyone is just assuming its on purpose and it’s “part of the experience” and at this point i realise banksy has made such an art form out of being incomprehensibly shit that he can genuinely get away with absolutely anything

like one day he could just rob a bank and spray paint a fucking big mac holding a gun or whatever inside the empty vault and people would just be like “ooooh, that banksy is up to his old tricks again!! never can be sure with that rascal!!!!”