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malformalady:

Naomi Elishuv had played for a number of orchestras, including Lithuanian National Symphony Orchestra, but was forced to stop performing professionally two decades ago when she began suffering from a condition called essential tremor. During the procedure which was performed under local anaesthetic, surgeons asked Elishuv to play so her brain was active. The footage shows Elishuv shaking and struggling to play the violin before she is wheeled into surgery. Surgeons are then seen operating on her brain behind a huge plastic curtain. As soon as the procedure is complete, the violinist’s hands become steady, and she is able to play unhindered for the first time in 20 years.

malformalady:

Naomi Elishuv had played for a number of orchestras, including Lithuanian National Symphony Orchestra, but was forced to stop performing professionally two decades ago when she began suffering from a condition called essential tremor. During the procedure which was performed under local anaesthetic, surgeons asked Elishuv to play so her brain was active. The footage shows Elishuv shaking and struggling to play the violin before she is wheeled into surgery. Surgeons are then seen operating on her brain behind a huge plastic curtain. As soon as the procedure is complete, the violinist’s hands become steady, and she is able to play unhindered for the first time in 20 years.

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I'm beginning a short (maybe) series on my YouTube/LiveJournal called "Dear Patron..." that's going to be a collection of open letters from the food industry (specifically coffee shop) workers to our customers and the infuriating/boggling things they do. I have a few on backlog right now, but if you or any followers have any special gems you'd like to share, feel free to PM me, and I will share the series as they happen. "Dear Other Barista..." may also become a thing.

yourbaristahatesyou:

I love this. I love everything about this!!!!

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My boss is your typical Starbucks white girl. Every morning she sends me to Starbucks for a trenta BT with no water, 7 ice cubes, and EXACTLY 17.5 pumps of classic. If it's not perfect, she'll send me and the drink back for another. And by not perfect, even a half a pump can get it sent back. I tip the baristas about $50 a week because of her, and I am so so so sorry.
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yourbaristahatesyou:

Even Miranda Priestly had a simpler coffee order than that.

Whenever some one posts lovely pictures of fall leaves and bundled up with lots of wool and sweater like layers, I glare at the screen. We can’t even get out of the 90s during the day. And even when it drops below, it still feels warm because of all the residual heat soaked up from the concrete. Welcome to Phoenix, ladies and gentlemen.

Whenever some one posts lovely pictures of fall leaves and bundled up with lots of wool and sweater like layers, I glare at the screen. We can’t even get out of the 90s during the day. And even when it drops below, it still feels warm because of all the residual heat soaked up from the concrete. Welcome to Phoenix, ladies and gentlemen.

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tardisandcinnamon:

jeremyandscarlett:

until 1979 homosexuality was classed as an illness in sweden so you could call in sick bc you had the hots for paper boy in the morning

Ellie, I’m disappointed in you, you left out the best part. The reason they took it out in 1979 was because, to protest it, a shitton of people actually did. They’d get calls upon calls upon calls with “I can’t come in today, I’m feeling pretty gay”

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samteenchester:

Sam wanting Dean back home with him no matter what he did no matter how many people he killed it’s all okay it doesn’t matter they’ll work it out they’ll make it better Sam doesn’t mind as long as he can have his brother back.

AH, THE SWEET SMELL OF CODEPENDENT BROTHERS