DISQUS

holy crap you're back already? that was uber quick...

sorry if that killed your Paris buzzz..

Go suck a cock.

Aw, yer full of shit. Matt Taibbi wrote this article, not Rolling Stone, and if you knew anything about Taibbi you'd not be making such a fuss.

You apparently want a magazine that writes articles that are favorable to your opinions always. Hmm, sounds like you need to start a magazine of your own instead of whining like a vagina.

"the poor financial shape that Merill Lynch was in, in the wake of pressure from the government."

Why would someone write that? That's so lazy and sophomoric.

How about, "...the poor financial shape of Merill Lynch, in the wake of..."

I hate sentences that are not written using proper grammar and style.

"Then the Maple Valley City Council will be there and we’ll do the ribbon cutting."

Yet another photo op!!!! Its a Farmers Market for crying out loud.

Good job by the people that actually did all the work!

The variegated nature of the bonds in question leads me to suspect that they are in fact real. Why counterfeit a bunch of different ones? That's a lot of work. If you're going to counterfeit something, you choose the largest and/or most efficient denomination and do that one.

They're real. Someone (rather some country) is attempting to surreptitiously divest themselves away from the not so almighty anymore dollar.

Not a rumor--its true, and its not a precursor to going DI. Rather it is an effort by BYU administration to reign in the cost of the program. Look for decreased road schedule and fewer top recruits. Its a very sad day for BYU lacrosse.

One note for other MCLA programs, perhaps a chance to cherry pick some of BYU's top talent.

Thanks so much for the reply Susana. I don't like to air dirty laundry, so apart from my sister, I haven't talked to anybody else about this. I appreciate you taking the time to help out an e-stranger ;)

I've read quite a bit of this blog over the past few days, and I have to say, it is a remarkably fresh breath of air. I love the utilitarian approach! It's not that hooking up makes baby jesus cry, but you have done a great job of measuring the short end of the stick. Major kudos.

Token boy here, operating under anonymity for (possibly) obvious reasons.

I hate, hate, *hate* hookup culture. I am not comfortable with it, much to my own chagrin. My first sexual experience was at 17, with a girl who just wanted a hookup. When we met, I couldn't even get an erection. We later sealed the deal, but only *after* I had told her (and convinced myself) that I loved her. I severed it after a month, and not a little distraught.

Such has been the norm for my life. I am now 24, and just getting out of a 14 month relationship. She is my eleventh woman, but only the fourth that I've ever had sex with. And part of what caused our relationship to end was my discomfort with her sexuality.

In the year she met me, she had slept with more people than I had been with in my entire life -- and she had about five times the number of overall "notches" (I hate that word) that I do. We went to bed on our second date, with me tendering lame excuses for why I had to terminate the sex prematurely. "Oh, I'm losing my wood because I'm paranoid about using someone else's condom, sorry." And seeing how efficiently she produced condoms and lubricant from their strategic location in the top drawer of her night stand made me feel crappy. For the first week of sex, I couldn't even cum.

And she assumed I was a player. (Evidently, such is the nature of men with gym memberships.) By our third or fourth date, she was showing me pictures of her ex's. "This one had a reaaaally big dick." "I was banging this one for a while, although one time I had to kick him out of my bedroom to have sex with another guy, and the fucker stayed downstairs the whole time!" And what about me? What crazy anecdotes did this lothario have to share?

Nothing. I didn't keep pictures of my ex's, nor maintain bubbly contact with them. I hadn't had much sex, nor many partners. Next to her, I was feeling like a total wimp.

But I really, really liked this girl. I felt a warmth in her soul that drew me like a moth to flame. And I tried harder than I ever have before to hang in there. We wound up falling deeply in love. There was a lot of beauty there, for a while.

Then things went south. We are not perfect, I with my flaws and she with hers. But when the honeymoon period was over, and I was faced with the negative aspects of her personality, her sexuality started to bother me an order of magnitude more than ever before. Perhaps I am delusional, but I feel like, without this albatross on my shoulders, we could have worked things out. But there came a point where she threw me out in a fury, which she later regretted. And in that moment I lost all affection for her. After a month of trying, I couldn't bring it back. We are now separated. The pain is visceral and unrelenting.

I look at her, and something inside me says "slut - stay away." And I hate myself for that. I hate feeling like that. I hate judging her. I was a good little feminist, growing up. I thought this would never happen to me, only to oppressive members of the patriarchy with their evil double standards. But no. I think she's a slut. I don't want to be with her.

The worst part? As our relationship developed and we discussed these things, it came out that her "sluttiness" (maybe I really do just have a warped perspective, therefore, quotes) happened in response to being hurt badly by infidelities in previous, committed relationships, and to peer pressure by her social circle of educated, childless, chain-smoking women in their late twenties and early thirties. She (claimed?) that she didn't look back on it fondly.

But the damage is still done.

And here I am, feeling that I need to play a role I don't want in order to have even a chance of getting a relationship with a woman, who most likely has prostrated herself before the altar of the hookup, and equally likely, is expending non-trivial effort trying to convince herself that such is well and good. I think it’s a right miserable state of affairs, but what do I know. Maybe I’m just gay.

My two cents. Or twenty bucks, if we scale for verbosity.

Russians are a pretty clever lot. I doubt they'd take it.

看着累，HIID的文字好像越来越不流畅了。。

Sweet hair............NOT, you look like a girl.

That's a really dishonest characterization of what Mayer says. He was careful to distinguish the American situation from Ukrain, etc., even while noting some similarities.

No. It's been too long since the last sequel, and if it's been at least several years, the people involved lose the vibe of what made the originals so successful and are just doing it for a paycheck/Scientology dues (i.e., last Indiana Jones sequel, Star Wars Eps. 1-3, every TV show reunion special ever made).

"I would like to see Smith & Jones do another movie instead of a third istallment "

How about "Alias Smith and Jones"? :)

my butt stinks

I already have lowered my service to make sure they lose money on this decision. I'm seriously thinking about canceling. One more blunder like this, and I'm done with netflix.

Here's another way to call a function:

@func
def foo(): ...

(which is:)

def foo(): ...
foo = func(foo)

So no it is not unique.

Also, code flows better this way, especially with e.g. callbacks.

Ok, I'm starting to feel sorry for my congregation! ; ) We are always doing something new. Generally, we intro 2 new songs a month. We do the new song 3 times in one month so it will be absorbed. (This is Paul Baloche's idea -- do a new song 2 weeks in a row, skip a week and then do it again and add it to the rotation). We do 5-6 songs / Sunday and one MUST be a hymn (usually rocked out a bit). Every couple of weeks we do a "golden oldie" like Everlasting God. Once a song is in our reg. rotation, we probably only sing it once every two months. Why do the same thing for years when we have an infinitely creative God? We finally (after a year of wanting to) added "How He Loves" because God provided an electric guitar . . . the congregtion really sings out! Bottom line, for me, it works best if I pray before I pick songs and ask God to pick the right ones. . .only He knows who will be there and what they need to hear.

stormsaber is another free lightsaber app for the storm, but it works without having to upgrade the OS

I hope you are correct, I hope Obama shares your view.

FAKE

Joooder, vaya oficinas!!! Por supuesto que podrian abaratar costes. No es necesario tener ese pedazo de chalet.

Pathetic. That's 14 min I will not see again. What a waste of time.

At least he didn't post pictures of his dumb vacation that nobody but himself cares about. I mean WTF?

Yo antes de decir nada, prefiero esperar a ver como juegan, porque si tenemos que elegir entrenador por como habla, quizás nos acabaríamos quedando a Valdano.
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