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yeah. i'm gonna have to work on that one.

who cares? i'd do it just for the story.

you're right to be hurt. maybe you didn't write a dissertation, but being an academic widow is a job in and of itself.

when i finished my master's thesis i acknowledged my fiance because he did everything you described. there's no way i would have gotten through grad school without him. however, i have been known to

oh jeez. that means i start out every morning with 2.5-3 servings of coffee. that's intense.

agreed.

who WOULDN'T bone teddy roosevelt?

nor have i, darling, but i'm sure some women struggle more with moderation.

a serving of wine is 5 ounces, though. have you seen the size of wine glasses lately? i think people are drinking 8-10 ounce servings and calling it a glass.

i don't think hormone therapy is unethical in and of itself, but given how hard it for very young children to communicate, how hard it would be to get a study of this treatment on young subjects approved, and how some parents may prefer to have a trans child rather than a gay child (or vice versa), there are

from a psychological standpoint, the issue lies in not being able to tell if a child is homosexual, trans, or just a nonconformist. a little boy may like glitter and poofy dresses because they're awesome rather than because he wants to be a girl. he might need some time to sort out exactly where his gender identity

i hope that as things like this become more acceptable there can be more longitudinal studies about children who just go through phases vs. children who know early on that they were born in the wrong gender. i don't understand gender dysphoria very well and i'd love it if more developmental research was available.

i've read about hormone therapies that are much more effective on prepubescent children than on adults. there are obviously ethical issues, though.

probably a lot like the overnight camp i went to as a kid. it was an all-girls camp and the staff and campers ran the spectrum from girly beauty queens to super butch triathelete carpenters. it was awesome.

i'm with you. i can't make a judgement on the pictures provided, though. i hope that's not all the camp is.

i think girls have more freedom with that sort of this, at least until pubery. acting like a boy is normal for both genders, but "girl stuff" is specific to females. so if a girl likes getting dirty, playing sports or...i don't know, whatever else is seen as boy's stuff, it's no big deal. she's athletic, or a tomboy.

i was kind of thinking the same thing, but at the same time it's only for four days. if i had to butch up the other 361 days of the year i imagine for those four days i'd want to hang out in prom dresses as well.

it's a camp for boys, so it's probably not that complicated.

i've found most women at least make an effort towards discretion. i think your beef might be more with poor table manners than breastfeeding in and of itself.

full disclosure, i am supremely uncomfortable around babies. i find them hard to understand and disconcertingly squishy, plus it seems like every time i hold one it spits up for starts crying. once they're 2 years old or so i love them and want to hang out with them all the time, but babies kind of freak me out. even

i'd be into that except for the chub rub i get between my thighs during the summer. that would be uncomfortable.