Look I spoke to Bill Nye and he said all scientists can grow cells sometimes, as a treat.
If I'm asking directions I'm probably not somewhere where I have a good sense of what's north based on local knowledge. Yeah, I can probably find North here in my home town... But I wouldn't know any of that about New York.
If he was my boss and he treated me like this I would absolutely hold it against him! Honestly I don't care how much an employee fucks up, there is no excuse for abusing them.
Everyone gets angry, but this is not a constructive way to communicate what someone else needs to do. You can express all of this without belittling and swearing at someone. Being angry is fine, taking it out on other people is rude and unnecessary.
I find these kind of sentences interesting. If you just string a random selection of words togethe it's immediately recognisable as nonsense, but something about this means my brain insists that it makes sense...
Did she? I watched the video and it just sounds like she's expressing support for Palestine and suggesting others do the same.
You're a vampire, you realise that your eternal existence is about to come to an end, finally. The ash and fire will today grant you your well deserved rest. You wish only to die sated of your endless thirst - you dash into the nearest house. A man huddles in a room. He's afraid, for once it is not of you. In an instant, it is done, and his lifeblood fills your mouth in one last ecstatic moment as the ash pours through the windows and the stinging heat begins to claim your skin.
But it is not enough. The curse of immortality is strong, and the ash, while choking, is not hot enough to truly burn your body. You live on, changed, hardened into a block of stone, buried. And you wait. A year turns to a decade, a century. You pray to lose your mind, but the curse is stronger even than madness. Your torment seems endless as the centuries turn then to millennia.
And then... The ash above you is cleared. Hope, at last! Surely the people of this new age will see your final crime, bad understand! Surely, they will know your cursed form needs to be destroyed once and for all!
You can barely make them out, as they prowl around your stony shell.
"Hey man, you think they were gay or just bros?"
Your torment continues.
Not just lesbians - be afraid, little kitty
I realise this doesn't hit what might be expected of 'terrible' real estate, but these photos look like they were taken on the most middle class floor of the backrooms. So many chairs, all positioned as if just recently departed...
Bioinformatics is the last door at the end of the hall. Be warned, we put it down there for a reason.