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I think I'm getting sucked into law school. I'm contemplating blowing off social activities to study for my April/May exams. Why? Why compete for class rank? How much is too much sacrifice when I don't even know what the goal is, or why I'm working towards it? Why am I trying to compete with people who want to be lawyers when I don't, with weightlifters when I'm built like a bird, with fighters when I'm 35 and wussy, why am I always looking at rank?

A diner or club is just a few hours, but it's much easier to move the next day at 6am when you weren't up until 2, didn't have caffeine or alcohol, and didn't have to wash off and cough up someone else's smoke.

The weaker links have already dropped out of school, leaving me with a potential lower class rank, and this only barely in the top third rank does not please me.

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It's time you learned about sex: Semi-not-work safe!
http://www.frymybacon.com/articles/articles.php?article_ID=308
(skip the article and just check the pictures)
Damn! http://www.dolphinsex.org is no longer visible thanx to the government blocker.

http://www.poseurs.com radio really 40x04 today.

TOO FUCKING GAY

Have I changed? Well yes, but...I was in the gym lifting while on the other side of the aerobic room window they were doing this new mambo-african-dance high impact aerobic dance thingy. For the first time, a guy was in there. Dood. This was TOO GAY. Ok, I still think of myself as bi despite the lack of hot male action going on for ages and ages - but this guy waving his hands and pelvis was TOO GAY. Too happy, too femme, too fucking gay. Wow. There is such a place. Best part? He wasn't gay - it was really obvious to me the girl he had gone there with was his gf, not a fruit-fly. He was in good shape and athletically coordinated. He was just acting...too gay.

I was just looking at my unused collection of strange nail polishes. I've used my girl-club-clothes more to dress up my friends as ho-ish than myself. I joked about being an ex-cross-dresser, but it really seems my dabbling in masculinity has taken root. Perhaps I'm just too lazy to do it anymore, perhaps those things have gone the way of the purple mohawk - not above it, but while it's cute in your 20s it's kinda sad in your 30s?

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Monty Python's "Life of Brian" re-released to balance out this Passion of Chri-Gibson nonsense! Always look on the bright, side, of life!
http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/entertainment/3563405.stm

Ganked from pisicutsa