I sure wish there was a Google Street View for the world’s coastal oceans.
Oh wait! There is! Behold the SeaView underwater virtual tour...
Does that mean anything to you? It should. People who know me know that I am prone to hyperbole (e.g. “This is the best...
“Eliza” hair band from Erica Weiner
This beautiful gold ring with intricately braided brown hair and a milgrain border is about a size 6.5 and...
Celebratin’ seven lovely years with my main squeeze today! It’s been a crazy Hispanic adventure, and I’ve loved every minute of it!
A five-day-old human blastocyst.
Express Yourself: How Zygotes Sort Out Imprinted Genes
Researchers at the Ludwig...
Black Madonna
via me
And I don’t feel bad about it.
[january by gemma correll on Flickr.]
Life. Biology, actually.
My professor is.. not much for professoring. She is a very nice lady, but she is completely incompetent and scatter-brained. Under no circumstances should she be a professor - in fact, several students have reported her to the dean (one of whom received a 64 on a final exam - instead of their B - by mistake).
School is a major source of stress for me. I worry so much that my chest hurts. I have a 4.0 right now, and this class is going to ruin it. No, grades aren’t everything, but they are fairly important. I don’t want my grades ruined because my professor is incompetent, and/or because the group of SEVEN PEOPLE that I have been forced to work with in lab cannot communicate. There are a couple good folks, but overall, we’re no good.
I have bitch face for a reason, guys. I will pull out the bitch face for reals.