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HAHA no. But I am happy to see that there are fellow Moosejaw lovers out there.
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I typically don't know until the day of, or maybe a few days beforehand. It's generally a surprise!
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I was having a lot of spam issues and more or less stopped checking my Formspring account out of sheer annoyance. Just logged in now, however, and saw that there were actually some real questions. Well, hello.
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I have thought about this long and hard, and I have concluded: Dartmouth/Columbia/Penn. Yes, I have taken into account the fact that Columbia women would tell me that the Columbia man is probably in the closet.
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We have somebody in our office who has a Chewbacca roar for his ringtone. That's the most absurd one I've ever heard.
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Definitely the year when I was 12 and my parents finally succumbed to my desire to turn the living room and dining room into a haunted house for trick-or-treaters. Of course, this was also the year when almost no trick-or-treaters showed up, but that's beside the point.
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I plead the Fifth. This would be much easier if one of the options was Penn.
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September weather is typically amazing in the Northeast, especially if you're a runner. So I'm looking forward to it. Also: Pumpkin spice lattes, the only real reason to go to Starbucks, go on sale 9/1. Mark your calendars.
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I'm must say that I really don't.
To be clear: I fully support the efforts of women to help one another achieve new heights in the business world on all fronts, and I absolutely think there is major work to be done when it comes to getting more young girls interested in computer science and engineering at an early age. As I've said before, I believe these are two issues that are different enough that they should be addressed by different groups of people with different kinds of expertise.
I was proud to see some of my friends quoted in the WSJ piece and disgusted by how far some of the TechCrunch commenters, hiding behind a veil of anonymity, took their screeds of gender inquality.
But I feel that right now, continuing the backlash-rebuttal-argument cycle pertaining specifically to this set of articles is counterproductive. The people who really want to make a difference in this space are now tasked with action, not just talk. -
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Oh hush. Now you're just being cruel.
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Kirch, is that you? Don't be that guy.
All joking aside, cheesecake is sadly off the menu for me these days. I'm mildly lactose-intolerant, which really only manifests itself when I work out a lot and experience muscle issues if I've been drinking milk. Since I normally keep up a decently athletic lifestyle, I don't drink milk at all. When I'm training for something (as I am now), I have to cut back a bit further. Cheesecake is verboten. Ice cream is almost 100% out, and while it's presently been replaced by delicious Turtle Mountain frozen desserts, I suspect that those actually have zero nutritional value whatsoever and are really just placeholders for ice cream in the lives of sad lactose-intolerants such as myself, so I should probably not go through a pint in the course of an evening.
Pizza, mac-and-cheese, and Greek yogurt, not to mention the parmesan-romano blend I like to throw into salads, are proving a little bit more difficult to give up. I am so pro-fromage that the idea of replacing it with a processed simulacrum is sort of criminal.
You now know far too much about my eating habits. But hey, at least all I have to deal with is "stop eating so much ice cream." There are some scary dietary conditions out there, and I'm grateful that I've never had to make a bigger modification. -
This is a little bit out of my area of expertise, but I'll take a stab at it: I don't think so. First, Netflix recognizes that digital delivery will eventually supersede entertainment-by-mail anyway, and along the same lines Blockbuster's "we rent games!" pitch really only serves as a Band-Aid on a much bigger problem. You know, Chapter 11 and such.
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My room is a work in progress, but there's a chalkboard on one wall and a vintage map of Northern Hemisphere constellations (print date 1916) on another wall. I bought the former on Etsy; the latter had been sitting around in the basement of my family's old house after a previous owner left it there. It's pretty great.
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Goodness, no. Though I can see how it would appear that way publicly. Most of my close friends who aren't deeply involved in technology aren't involved in it much at all, and I've never been much of the "meet people online" type. So the people I converse with on Twitter et al. tend to be the ones I've met through work and work-related functions, and yes, that's technology (whether they're "elite" is another question!) There are a lot of weirdos out there, so I admit I'm sometimes a little shy about conversing with people whom I really don't know online.
But I like to think I'm nice and open-minded regardless. Hi, by the way! -
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