|Location||East Bay, CA, United States|
|Introduction||aspiring graduate student of biological oceanography, currently hosting an epic battle between real life working as an EMT and the rebel alliance in my brain that want me to run away to the tundra and spend my days knitting, skiing, reading, writing, and playing with molten metal. some days the Rebels win.|
|Interests||knitting, bronze casting, sculpture, black- and silversmithing, polar bears, marine biology, turtles, salps, hyperiid amphipods, biological oceanography, MBLWHOI, WHOI, sailing, genetics, reading, norwegian, travel, languages|
When your science teacher smashed a frozen rose with a hammer, did you warm the petals to bring them back to life?
my science teacher didn't smash a frozen rose with a hammer. he snuck a hotdog into the thumb of his rubber glove when we weren't looking and then smashed it. he also blew a 2x4 foot crater in the (brand new) parking lot.