But now it’s ruined. You’ve all ruined it.
But now it’s ruined. You’ve all ruined it.
On a related note, I’d like a retrospective Fire This Asshole! database in order to confirm that Jim Caldwell has been on the list for a large majority of the weeks it has posted.
Uh, how about a complete lack of cartilage in my knee. Goddammit.
Hmmm, but to complete the picture, where would New England’s shits be?
I feel like it sucks worse for little asthmatic babies.
You. The answer is you.
You have misrepurposed my analogy. I selected carbon bonds specifically since they are a topic significant enough that all chemistry publications likely would commentate upon them. “Wow Jonathan Franzen is not as good a writer as you would think!” being similar to “Wow you can make a lot of weird molecules with…
Jonathan Franzen is a popular and acclaimed contemporary literary figure. This article is (subjectively, but not very) legitimate literary criticism regarding his work. If this were a chemistry blog, would you consider a discussion of carbon bonds a sellout? If this were an algebra blog, would you consider coverage of…
That’s a deal. Sold.
That’s a deal. Sold.
It’s a really really good pop song! That’s what they do.
fucking FINALLY
Well it was my mistake. I don’t think you need to feel like an ass, but I also don’t want to invalidate your feelings.
Yes my mistake
I’m not saying my focus on size is unhealthy. I feel fucking awesome. But it does feel a little disordered.
Size is one of my fitness goals and I do think there is some kind of disorder involved. If you live in San Diego you can see it manifest and transmit everywhere you go. The parents at random little league games around town look more or less like marine squads. I run marathons and ride centuries and that makes me a…
Instead of this vacant-eyed clothes horse why not commit to a meaningful relationship with an actual mannequin?