Sometimes I'm reminded of just how much I am NOT an adult. Over the weekend, my friends and I got together to hang out, where we proceeded to rough house for the majority of the night. Like, full on wrestling on the ground, piling on top of each other, biting each other, rough housing. I still have carpet burn on my knees and legs from being dragged around.

I worry about my ability to grow up sometimes. :)
 
Look I am a resolute businessman 9-5. The rest of the time I watch cartoons and bullshit on irc/vent/google hangouts sharing my love of being a huge manchild.

My point is what poe posted. You are an adult and you decide what that means!
 

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My post doc advisor is kind of my hero in this regard and different from most faculty. He is no slacker. One of the most well known signal processing experts and full prof at a prestigious engineering school by 39. But at 5, it's off. No engineering. That's just awesome.
 
I guess my phone number used to belong to an organic gardening garden place before I got it, and they must still have some listing online somewhere, cause every once in awhile I get calls and messages from all over the world asking me what I feed my worms...
 

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I guess my phone number used to belong to an organic gardening garden place before I got it, and they must still have some listing online somewhere, cause every once in awhile I get calls and messages from all over the world asking me what I feed my worms...
Well... Don't leave us hanging here! What do you feed them!?
 
I guess my phone number used to belong to an organic gardening garden place before I got it, and they must still have some listing online somewhere, cause every once in awhile I get calls and messages from all over the world asking me what I feed my worms...
There is no way I would be able to resist responding, "How do you know about the bodies?!"[DOUBLEPOST=1397509423,1397509136][/DOUBLEPOST]
My post doc advisor is kind of my hero in this regard and different from most faculty. He is no slacker. One of the most well known signal processing experts and full prof at a prestigious engineering school by 39. But at 5, it's off. No engineering. That's just awesome.
I need this; if I can't get out of work-mode, I'm unbearable to myself and anyone who has to put up with me.
 
I have a running joke (that's not a joke) that by the time my car hits the end of the parking lot, work and everyone in it has ceased to exist. It's kind of scary how quickly I flip.
 
It usually takes me about half of my 15 minute commute home to be "over" my workday. I still like to take a chance to fill my wife in on the stupidity that I have to put up with each day, but it's no longer at the point where I'm bothered by it.
 
There is no way I would be able to resist responding, "How do you know about the bodies?"
I really want to gain a passing understanding of the stuff they ask just so I could bullshit my way through the convo and then pull out something like "Oh the nitrates help, but if you really want them to thrive you've just got to urinate on them. At least every other night. Egg shells are good too."
I'm always on duty.
I hate my phone now. Anytime it rings or buzzes or chirps I get super anxious that I'm gonna have to go in at two am.
 
My wife is currently planning for Easter.
She just texted me and said, "My aunt is going to be there, and she wants to know if she can bring over her computer so you can take a look at it."

--Patrick
Walk in, look at it, say "Yup, that's a computer all right", walk back out again.
 
My wife is currently planning for Easter.
She just texted me and said, "My aunt is going to be there, and she wants to know if she can bring over her computer so you can take a look at it."

--Patrick
See, I lucked out. While I know enough about computers and Google to troubleshoot pretty much anything, one of my cousins is a Geeksquad manager. He gets all the troubleshooting calls from extended family, and I get to laugh at his frustration.
 
I like the Disqus comment snit going on at the bottom too. :whistling:
I wouldn't say it's entirely cosmetic. Given the lack of muscle support, larger breasts are going to suffer things like sagging and stretching a lot sooner than smaller breasts, or cosmetically-enhanced ones. She's probably already noticing a difference. Not to mention that larger breasts do require more support, thicker straps, etc., which can sometimes limit one's clothing options. Things like shirts that come with built-in bra are useless. I always have "double-bag" mine (as a friend put it) whether I'm working out or trying to wear a camisole. Plus, given her waist/pants size, it's not unlikely that the outfits or swimwear she has to get won't match up, considering most designers seem to be under the impression that if your waist is a certain size, then your breasts will always be a certain cup size. I've had to put back dresses I love because if they fit me in the waist, they won't close on top, or if the top zips or buttons, then it's swimming around my waist. Having to get your clothes tailored is not really cost- or time-prohibitive for the average person (although I've sure she can afford it).

It's not a life-or-death issue, but I can see where it would be bothersome, even as a swimsuit model.
 
I wouldn't say it's entirely cosmetic. Given the lack of muscle support, larger breasts are going to suffer things like sagging and stretching a lot sooner than smaller breasts, or cosmetically-enhanced ones. She's probably already noticing a difference. Not to mention that larger breasts do require more support, thicker straps, etc., which can sometimes limit one's clothing options. Things like shirts that come with built-in bra are useless. I always have "double-bag" mine (as a friend put it) whether I'm working out or trying to wear a camisole.
This! Especially the thing about built-in bras. Whoever thought those were a good idea for anyone over a B/C cup must have been completely daft.
 
My GF has similar issues, for the women wondering why I'd agree :p

Anyway:
A) Whoever decided tops and bottoms are always the same size is the same idiot who decided likewise for costumes. A tailor-made costume fits me just fine, but if I have to buy off the rack, there's a 2 size difference between my vest and trousers. Idiots.
B) I never understood the whole "bigger = better" thing. Not that I like preteen AAA titties, honestly, but there really is a point of diminishing returns. I'll take firm and happy Bs over saggy floppy hooties any day. My GF's somewhere between D and E and I like them just fine (they're still plenty firm :p) but I know they're part of the reason she has back issues, a lot of clothes don't fit right, a lot of things aren't really options (as said in the article - any "small" type of bikini is out),... I dunno, if Kate Upton wants C or big B instead of D, I can certainly understand - and really, most men wouldn't actually like her any less than now, unless they know she had them resized. As many men'd say they're more perky/higher on the chest/etc as there'd be who'd say "aww, smaller".
 
A friend of a friend had her breasts reduced due to back problems. My knowledge of having breasts is non-existent, just as my breasts are, essentially. My knowledge of back pain is, however, extensive and nuanced, and I'd trade just about anything to alleviate it.

That said, Upton's comment about "I wish they were like clip-ons," is either stupid or hilarious, or both.
 
I had two friends have their breasts reduced right after they graduated high school due to back problems. They're also very petite otherwise. Stature can definite affect how much breast can be comfortable.
 
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