computer science research is so overwhelming i just sit there in astonishment while my six monitors try to beam into me information about DNA, the human body, geography of the world, and heartbeat monitors with graphics only
me, an entomologist, unable to enter nature without a full labcoat, gloves, and safety glasses, definitely using a magnifying glass appropriately
My careful scientific investigation has revealed that this is indeed a plastic cockroach in a petris dish
Double fisting my slide microscope which I am viewing through safety glasses and protective mask and my entire plastic cockroach
via @123i321 you can’t just leave that in the tags
[Image descriptions in order: two tweets by Joseph Mullins @josephmulli… The first says “Today, nobody showed up to my 8.15am class.
0 students of about 40. Sitting in the empty room, I email them, trying to disguise my hurt feelings.
2 mins later, I get a reply: "Professor, we think you might be in the wrong room.” So anyway off I go to live in a hole forever.
The second says “My wife really wants me to mention that I was sleep deprived because I got up at 4am to play Dungeons and Dragons with my friends in Australia.”]
[Tags that say #Sad professor in a room alone #Students no love me? Why students no love me 😭 #All 40 in the other room #Where our beloved professor? Why he not here? He ok?!]
All I can think about is the ENERGY in the room with the students when the first one looked at their email… absolutely incredible.
they keep calling Oppenheimer a theoretical physicist but there’s enough historical evidence for his existence that they should probably just admit he’s real
being an adult is just dragging urself kicking and screaming to things that you will enjoy and that will be good for you
clenching my teeth and muttering under my breath “you’ll be happy you did it you’ll be happy you did it you’ll be happy you did it” as I physically force myself out the door to go Do Things
being very firm with myself every time I think about bailing and saying “no. you committed to this. it will improve your quality of life. you will enjoy it. now put on your big boy pants and go.”
being an adult is just saying to yourself “this is the weekend i’ll clean my [x]” and then proceeding to not do that because it’s the weekend and you deserve to relax, goddamnit
why does this have 85K notes
because we reblogged it instead of cleaning our [x]
Stop scrolling for a minute, take a deep breath. Come and sit down with me for a minute, I’ll make us some tea. It’s a quiet morning, apart from the birds of course. We can sit here for a while, we can chat or just pass the time of day. Or we can go for a walk if you want, my dog can come with us. She doesn’t walk very fast but it will give us time to take in the wildflowers as we go. Or we can go into town and wonder around the secondhand bookstores because there are so many stories we haven’t read yet. And there is something magical about secondhand books, knowing they’ve been loved before. Time passes slowly here, there’s no where to be. Remember no matter how bad things seem, everything will be okay. You’re safe here, darling. Stay as long as you like and you can always come back. Chin up, my love. You’re going to be just fine.
