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Eating a banana in a room full of men is so awkward.
It's time to summon seitan. #veganjokes #badones
I wonder if one day I'll combine my desire to be in a metal band with my desire to educate the world about medical history.
follow the yolo brick road
*gets excited to stay up late* *gets tired at usual bedtime thanks to routine work-caused sleep pattern* :'(
If you have a good-looking face, you can get away with the most drunken meth-addict style of a haircut and be called 'avant garde.'
Imagine a posh frat where the real keeners do kettle-stands with Earl Grey, to chants of "sip! Sip! Sip!"
Eating dinner made me tired.
Watching baby sea turtles crawl in a blind panic across the sand towards the water, I reflect on graduation.
Like most people who think too much, I'm happiest when I'm a little bit drunk.
My mom comes in to say goodnight. She picks my clothes off the floor, reminds me when to wake up, and puts a blanket on me. I am 25.
I celebrate 'Christmas' as a humanist: a time to get together and appreciate the sociocultural bonds that so characterize our species.
No one bats an eye at my hair in MTL. Here I feel like a convict or a model in turns, depending on the look.
Sometimes it's hard to tell if people are wearing costumes. or just being Montrealers.
I feel that the effect of my eye makeup today (the "feline" look) makes me look one part saucy, two parts judgmental.
My yearlong Tweetcloud reads like I'm a stomach constantly aware of the passage of time.
All that matters is electric guitars and effects, people. This is the pinnacle of human existence.
Academia + bacchanalia. (MA McGill history of medicine; ex-Tribune copy editor [2011-'12]; medical copy editor; bibliophile; vegan; gamer; flâneur.)