I'm a 23 year old grad student getting a masters in biostatistics who is just learning how wonderful and crazy life is. I believe in the power of love and life chats and have an undying love for the Mets and USWNT. Oh and I'm as liberal as they come. Peace. Love. Equality.
July 21, 2004: Ten years ago today, a 21-year old rookie named David Wright debuted for the New York Mets against the Montreal Expos.
While his first ever game in the majors lacked a hit, Wright managed to end his rookie season with a .293 batting average, 14 home runs, and 40 RBI in only 69 games played after being chosen as the everyday third baseman.
Happy ten-year anniversary, David Wright!
—Jonathan Safran Foer, Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close (via allthingssoulful)
I’m interviewing for my dream job tomorrow. Praying that my brain doesn’t decide to spontaneously forget all of the math I’ve ever learned. I guess I should go to sleep soon…
20 day old Husky pup learning to howl with its human
> I JUST DIED OF CUTENESS.
> My heart just grew three sizes.
I want to cry
Daniel Radcliffe, on the time he spends in bookshops during his time off. — The South Bank Show. (x)
File this under things I said to a random lady at Trader Joes today. I think it’s time to get out of the middle.
This weekend, I was told by a friend’s dad that I probably got offered a high paying job as a clinical statistician in Chicago because I wore heels to my interview and a man was hiring me.
Then, I got judged for turning down said offer because “the one” could have been in Chicago.
I’m so fucking done.
Mom the dog turned off again
lol, it’s like he just suddenly lost power.
Just got offered a job in Chicago. But it means I’d have to pack up and move in 2 weeks. HELP. I have no fucking idea what to do. I don’t know if I’m ready to leave STL this quickly.