One late summer evening, I met up with a certain beautiful animal research technician- not to discuss our common fondness of lab rats (yes, I once worked with lab rats)- but to sit down with a cold Shiner Bock in one of the most beautiful spots in Dallas, the Nasher Sculpture Center garden. 133 more words
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Well, at least for now.
If you have any kind of statistical background, you will know that when a result is significant, then it is reason enough for celebration. 367 more words
I think the definition of coke should be the devil and Jesus intertwined. Coke is amazing and everything I’ve ever needed. Also, it could ruin my life if I had no self control. 993 more words