So you know that old joke, it's not a joke here in SmallTown. Today I saw a chicken crossing the road on my way home. Didn't stop to ask.
I've traveled far and wide to get here. For sentimental reasons I've held onto my old blogposts. If you're curious about my past this blog used to be called Canadian GirlPostdoc in America. It documented my experience as a Canadian postdoc living and working in the United States. Now I work in the biotech industry and practice buddhism. Still married to HippieHusband and we've since had an addition - our dog.
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The liability of a brown voice.
It's 2am in the morning and I can't sleep. I'm unable to let go of the ruminations rolling around in my brain, I'm thinkin...
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Next time, you have to ask!
Chickens rarely have a logical reason for doing anything, so good call.
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