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Overworked, underpaid.
Science, laughs, philosophy.

I'm Joe, I currently work at a grocery store. I'm a new father (fingers crossed for not fucking that up). I abhor ignorance and bigots of any type. Sci-fi, post-apocalyptic, zombie filled wasteland is one location you would find me in, if you were to crack open and take a peak in my head any day of the week. If I had super powers, I would use them to snuff out drug cartel leaders and crooked, greedy politicians.

I dropped out of High school, and my life, until now, had no real direction. Time to get my shit together. I'm no longer the only person my life depends on.

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  1. slutgarden:

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the bane of my childhood

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Hahaha this is awesome!

    slutgarden:

    cleaverbeat:

    the bane of my childhood

    DSKVasd;cA:slvfespv=-qwa]s[

    Hahaha this is awesome!

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Atmospheric gases scatter blue wavelengths of visible light more than other wavelengths, giving the Earth’s visible edge a blue halo. At higher and higher altitudes, the atmosphere becomes so thin that it essentially ceases to exist. Gradually, the atmospheric halo fades into the blackness of space.

    colonel-hans-landa-of-the-ss:

    Atmospheric gases scatter blue wavelengths of visible light more than other wavelengths, giving the Earth’s visible edge a blue halo. At higher and higher altitudes, the atmosphere becomes so thin that it essentially ceases to exist. Gradually, the atmospheric halo fades into the blackness of space.

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  9. So, I go back to San Diego tomorrow

    Not really looking forward to going back to work. I’m already on the schedule. At least I got a hell of a lot of bonding time with Philip. Sad that I wont be waking up or coming home to him.