And here we all are at Twitter. Or, as I call it, these days, "oh what the fuck has he said now??"
About this card: disappointmentSometimes I coordinate workplace behavioral studies. For instance, it is possible to stimulate the amygdala, or the 'panic' center of the brain, merely by setting ordinary office equipment on fire. I then write copious notes on how my co-workers react. Because that's how much I want to be a scientist. This apology card should be sent after the firemen turn off the automatic sprinkler system.
RT @mental_floss: Elva Zona Heaster: The Ghost Who Helped Solve Her Own Murder — https://t.co/xFcQtepVUv https://t.co/GReBjBersH
I like to reminisce about the days when we could talk about the 1%. These days, we DREAM of that sort of wealth distribution...
Puzzlingly, the one thing Google has never learned about me is that I block, disable and ignore all advertisements.