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A few months back, a small twitter hashtag got kind of crazy - #overlyhonestmethods
Its a hashtag full of scientists admitting shortcuts in research, along with the daily face palms and annoyances of a scientific lifestyle. Science is hard, yo.
I decided to steal some of the more popular tweets from the trending hashtag along with some random images of scientists from Google image search and combine them. This is the result. it works, I think.
The full album can be found here: http://imgur.com/a/x77kL
why do you hurt me so
oh my fucking god why am i tearing up this is ridiculous
This is super cute! So, to all of you who are sobbing, let me tell you the truth of the matter. Wooly Bear caterpillars are born in autumn/early winter, and live as far north as the arctic. They freeze over the winter months, completely solid. Then, come spring time, they thaw out, and turn into an Isabella Tiger moth. So this little guy/girl is going to have a very happy memory to dream about over the winter. And you can all stop crying now. :)
omg thank you