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timmy wrote:

magic princess wrote:

Zablorg wrote:man what even is a gender

A social presentation which may or may not have much to do depending on how biologically determinist or not you are with why some people pay twenty thousand dollars to end up catheterized in a Thai hospital bed for a week.

^HOW IT IS

Whole thread just got d'awwwww

Seriously I get an endorphin hit when people open up on this board so I hope I'm actually following it correctly

Personally I see inversion of sex-identification as something distinct from gender identification indicating a bit of brain wiring was left oriented toward biological motherhood; I'd go back in for a third surgery even if it meant lifelong antirejection drugs for a womb and ovaries. However, there's still certainly a degree of interconnectedness with "transgenderism", and both are equally valid. There are a lot of desperate people trying to prove their disorder as if society will accept them better for it (as opposed to TEO, which actually will because science is all that matters, so I went to some trouble there), but as a practical matter it's not very important what the cause is. As for the end result, well, eh, the first week was miserable but the recovery was fine after that.

god i have such a pathetic time reconciling work and play

it almost has to be all or nothing when it comes to getting shit done

Crazedwraith, does this mean you think I look like Clint Eastwood?

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I'm good with that.

EDIT: Oh, wait... wrong board.

Ha ha you're Johhny Bravo here. Hope you like hair gel!

tbqh, getting that done is something i'd like to do, and i am putting away what i can for it.

however, i honestly can't see ever being able to afford it in my lifetime, which makes me really depressed.

I've got a ticket for powerball tonight. If that comes good(odds are against), it's my shout. Sound good?

After some of the more stressful traveling of my life I am finally in LaGuardia heading out to California.



Have I mentioned here that I fucking love my job? Because I fucking love my job.

How the hell do I have strength of will, Nietzsche?

Phantasee wrote:How the hell do I have strength of will, Nietzsche?

you've always struck me as someone with perseverance, courage of conviction, and an energy to continue moving forward and upward for basically good reasons

respond to this as modestly as you like

in other news r/mensrights has a link to me (and a bunch of other people) on its frontpage

aw yeah son this gun be good

Saywhat

Phant man, you've chosen to go into one of the worst government jobs I can imagine. you have to work behind the scenes, for little credit. thats a lot of stress and work to take on.

Straha wrote:After some of the more stressful traveling of my life I am finally in LaGuardia heading out to California.



Have I mentioned here that I fucking love my job? Because I fucking love my job.

Which part of california?

Berkeley/Oakland.

Damn. That's in one of those bits that's "extremely far away from me."

Straha wrote:Berkeley/Oakland.

So are you more a hippie or a gangsta?

Losonti Tokash wrote:Saywhat

check it

sadly it was removed from the frontpage by a mod for breaking their fb rules and my attempt to openly bait mras with my picture blew up less than i hoped

fortunately one of my good friends ended up a real star of the event and got like sixty million likes for smoking out potential predators and then informing ubc of them

so everything worked out in the end

Nietzslime wrote: fortunately one of my good friends ended up a real star of the event and got like sixty million likes for smoking out potential predators and then informing ubc of them

so everything worked out in the end

Any idea what's likely to come of it? I'm kinda curious since I'm applying to UBC for this fall.

probably a few more people will show up at the 'why ubc needs feminism' event

fewer people will go to this one

and a few assholes will be put on academic probation or something for making rape threats

Shit it's as horrifying as ever I'm sorry I read any of that thread.

i got to use my vanity for righteousness tho so i'm happy

I worked the Chinese New Year banquet last night.

Two hundred and forty guests.
Fourteen courses.
TWO kitchenhands.

Why only two, you ask. Because the club only wanted to pay for two kitchenhands to be in the functions area. Of course, one was a contractor brought in to help me. But this meant I had to spend time helping him work the substandard machinery. I was at the back of the dishwashing conveyor belt, putting plates back where they belong, and giving them back to the first guy when they weren't washed adequately by the machine.

It just got worse once stuff started coming in. The way the wait staff are supposed to deliver plates is to put food scraps in a bucket on the bench, cutlery into a little tub next to it, and then put the plate down. Simple. It's all right there. We'd outsourced cooking this to a catering company, and evidently they brought their own waiters. Despite multiple (increasingly firm) explanations, they just kept leaving trolleys full of plates in front of the bench, clogging floor space, tying up trolleys, and generally being annoying.

So therein lies the dilemma, I can't pick up the dishes and clear those trolleys, no matter how much I move. A manager comes over and says "Mike, you need to be at the back of the machine, so we can put more stuff on the bench." I point out (firmly) that someone needs to be at the front, as people are just dumping it. As a result, we pulled a guy away from another kitchen to help just do that.

As a result, I spent my five hour shift dealing with people who had largely no idea what was happening. Best part? When someone left a white container on a nearly white floor. I tripped on it and nearly went head into a metal food processor.

I went through a lot for my $19 an hour. *grumble*

On the bright side you can now put down "management experience" on your resume.

Zod wrote:On the bright side you can now put down "management experience" on your resume.

that's what I was thinking

Every time I come to Berkeley it is an absolute fucking disaster. Aside from the magnificent weather and the kids everything that can go wrong pretty much has.

Just learned a few minutes ago that my sister as been in the hospital since friday.

Talked to her for a bit through the phone. She say she's... okay. She says. Bored too, apparently.

At least the baby is okay.