Story of this post: from 12 to 3:45 last night I fucked around on the 1D portion of the internet, from 3:45 to 4 I attempted sleep, then I was like FUQ SLEEP and started reading this article about prodigiosin synthesis in bacteria, then I actually went to sleep for a couple hours. Anyhow during that time I was struck with one of those bouts of love for my fellow internet denizens: your friendship, intellectual companionship, and mere presence. By now I’m quite sleep-deprived and have started thinking things like I AM THE MASTER OF MY OWN FATE (hence, title). But without you, I doubt I could claim mastery of my fate even in an addled manner. So here is an appreciation post for those who are Masters of Reality with me. It does not mean “follow these people”; it just means “you are gr9 and I had to express this outpouring of affection somehow”.
Raye is me in another quantum state. / Ann and I are a team of academic redshirts. / Peyton is my bad-brains touchstone. /Beck is my OGFIU4YRHFHJW 5EVA. / Jessie is my co-host of Scientific Doughnuts Time. / Dina is my favo(u)rite descriptivist. / Catherine is the Melissa to my Scully.
Seven is my positive feedback loop for 1D flail. / Erin is my fellow Ice Queen and exponent of dry reason. / Regency reminds me that academia is a fandom, and a good one. / Leah is my fellow text-disabler and list-maker. / Eric gives me faith that activism can be a product of rational kindness. / Autumn is possibly the nicest, most open-minded person on tumblr. / Hannah shares my fandom gripes and my sleep schedule at its wonkiest. / Tashira is my partner in biology-love, Duchovny-lust and anxiety-disorder commiseration. / AJ is a paragon of strength, willpower and flappy-handed joy.
Sarah exemplifies the Vulcan Order of Dana Scully values: skepticism, faith and loyalty. / Matt is the best kind of grumpy reality check. / Libby is a font of physics and good cheer. / Michel is my source of quality singing, fashion sense and cynical insight. / Liz is wonderfully understanding and talks Classics with me. /Natasha is my insomniac minister of science and anime. / Jake kindly aids me in stanning robots and anti-stanning compulsions. / Flan is the best eosinophil I know. / Ashley sticks with me, gets me, and always listens.
Anyhow now I am eating second breakfast and intending to Scully Up and thinking wow I SUCK and I need to make more RULES for my stupid self and I’m going to fail out of school and make my living off PayPal donations for 1D self-insert fic. But, um. I refuse to let that happen, and you guys make it all possible.

forever unworthy.