Supermassive Black Hole at Work
Image Credit: NASA, S. Gezari (The Johns Hopkins University), and J. Guillochon (University of California,...
Haruki Murakami Bingo (for the NY Times Book Review)
Muscle and bone
Kick up your feet
C is for Chemist
Omg YOU GUYS. This is a dog at my office today. I am dead. I can’t. (Taken with instagram)
Lucy. (Taken with instagram)
What my niece is like in public and at home. That kid. So sassy. I’ll never understand how someone in my family made such a freaking cute kid.
Aha, I thought so.
I got Depo a few years ago. The only good thing was that I almost never got my lady time (horrible, horrible dysmenorreah that gets worse as I age, apparently). I got fat. I got fat zitty. Also, the doctor asked me if I wanted it in my butt. He meant the shot, but he didn’t say so. My sister got pregnant while she was on depo, which is pretty awesome.
I’m currently on Yaz, which made me feel really sick for a bit, but my skin is fine and I’m not gaining 400 lbs, so that’s good.
Get out of town! No way! Aside from a vasectomy? Vasectomies worry me - I mean, I know they’re reversible but who wants to knife their privates? My boyfriend’s American, so he’s not likely to get anything anyway - vasectomy or birth control. I guess I could Google.
I’m sorry, is this a real job? How does one become certified in hokum? Where can I be certified as a cat whisperer?
This is the cover of a Les Baxter album called Space Escapade].
“Mr. Robot” - my favourite one from Space Escapade. Adam has this album.
I will never understand why so few people on Tumblr are curious enough to look things up, to add credit (there is a photo credit on the back of the album, but the album is in Portland, and we can’t find a high-res scan) or a source, or to add extra information. I don’t get it.
(via freshphotons)
Aha! It’s not a willow! It’s a Tamarisk Saltcedar, which is, apparently, an invasive species in the Southwest. Oh well, I think it’s lovely. It’s a shrub, not a tree, and it has the coniferous-looking twigs, but it’s deciduous.
The physiotherapist taped my shoulder into place so I know where it should be - when I’m doing my exercises and just, y’know, in general. I have to use a can of soup to do lift things, because I’m not supposed to lift more than one pound. One pound. (Taken with instagram)
I made a video of my awesome/gross shoulder - in HD! Of course, you have to select that yourself. Whatevz. I finally got an appointment to see a physiotherapist on Friday. After six weeks of that, I’ll see the orthopedic surgeon again. Physio will take months and months (up to a year), so surgery will be considered only as a last resort. I’d like to say (again) that the ER doctor said that my shoulder was “completely normal” (until I picked up my bag). Doof.
Please excuse my redness - I have sensitive skin and I love scratchy wool.
Adam’s workin’ on a top secret awesome thing. (Taken with instagram)
Today is my niece’s 8th birthday! I can’t believe she’s eight. I swear she was just two and we were hangin’ out every day.
Smartest little turd I know.