Just when he thought everything was going so… swimmingly.
As it’s getting closer and closer, I thought I would put together a masterpost of all things academics to help us tumblr people survive the school year. Here we go!
General math help to learn almost anything (THIS WILL SAVE YOUR GRADE TBH)
Algebra 2 Help (I wish I could give y’all my teacher too because he was the greatest but this will do)
Get rewarded with pictures of kittens when you write (Pro tip: if kittens don’t tickle your fancy, add: /?search=whatever kind of picture you want (ex: /?search=rabbit) for pictures of whatever you choose.)
The Ultimate Writing Masterpost (IT HAS EVERYTHING)
Newspapers (Shoutout to my Honors World History Teacher for sharing that one with me. You can also read newspapers in other languages on there, so: cool.)
Practice reading in different languages + use Wikipedia to do this by changing the language on the homepage
That’s it for now! I will update as the year goes on!
BUSTED! Gov. Running #Ferguson Twitter Psyop
Thousands of bots on Twitter tweeting out the same racist, anti-Michael Brown tweets. This, at least, is detectable/provable. But rest assured, in addition to easily purchasable bots there are paid individuals representing both private and government interests who are paid to wear down your resolve, troll you, shift opinion, convolute conversations, etc. regarding private business interests, foreign interests like this Israel student union Facebook war room, but much more organized.
Although I think engaging in meaningful conversations (when possible) is important, I think being vigilant for your own mental health is also important. You should feel good/guiltless about blocking people, turning off the anonymous ask function, and ignoring trolls who will never try to actually have a meaningful dialogues because often their whole agenda is simply to wear you down. -Robert
A macrophage (pale brown) interacts with Borrelia cells (blue), the spirochete bacteria that cause Lyme disease. Although the outer membrane of Borrelia contains a strong antigen, the OspC protein, the bacterium successfully evades the human immune system by hiding out in places less accessible to immune cells, such as the central nervous system.
Anonymous said: How did you and Logan meet?
Well my dear anon, personally I think the story of how Logan and I met is quite cute and part of the reason why I believe that we are absolutely meant to be. Here’s the story:
It was a cold, blustery summer in Edmonton, Alberta, Canada when Logan walked into the same strip club I was in.
A little more serious this time: Nearing the end of summer 2013 Logan had just returned to Canada from Europe which he did not plan to do, he had applied for a work visa in Norway but was not accepted, so he was homeward bound once again. Im sure he moped all the way through the airports and even more when he actually got home and had nothing but the memories. However, his cousin sent him an invite to be a member of a little slow pitch league in Edmonton for a long weekend tournament, which, for him, was a small glimpse of happiness because of his love for the ball diamonds. I, coincidentally happened to work with his cousins roommate who also asked me to be a part of their ball team (just to fill a mandatory female position because I had no idea what I was doing). Along came the first practice and with it came Logan, strutting up to bat with a certainty of his abilities and wasn’t afraid to show it. Finally a man with some confidence, am I right ladies! We ended the day with a team hangout and early the next morning was the start of a weekend long tournament.
Now because of my lack of experience with baseball nobody was expecting much from me, but the one guy who I’d never spoken a word to was the one who cheered for me and uttered a high-five accompanied by words of encouragement every time I returned to the dugout. I kept pretty quiet but I always watched him more closely than the others, I started to realize things about him that I couldn’t possibly know but for some reason I did and needless to say, I was intrigued. After a few hours of chatting and laughing, I felt such a connection that was deeper than either of us knew at the time. It truly was love at first sight. And every time we caught some eye contact we were asking for a chance to show each other our true selves, vulnerability was not a weakness in those moments. I felt as if there was no way for me be fake with him or feel ashamed of anything. But the fun came to an end when he returned home to British Columbia.
In the weeks after the tournament and after exchanging phone numbers we became very accustomed to the words: “No way, me too!”. For two people that are not usually so comfortable around others this was a welcome feeling and one that I will never forget. It wasn’t even a question about seeing each other again, so soon I planned a trip to his hometown of Invermere where we had an unbelievable week that marked the beginning of our crazy life together and brings us to right here, right now.
Yesterday, an anon asked my girlfriend Miranda how we met, which she provided a very nice answer to. However, that is only HER side of the story. I think I should also provide MY side of the story, and explain how things went down for me.
Cause my version of events are a little different.