Dammit, Jesse, I wanted to throw down.
I am such a jingoistic sap. That testosterone article led off with not just a Usain Bolt picture, but a Shelly-Ann Fraser picture. Jamaican sprinters FOR THE MF WIN!
Okay, calmer now.
But it distracted me from the encore of Jingle Bell Rock with the extra-twangy guitar.
I tried to watch
Labyrinth
and got distracted. I didn't like the chick enough.
I tried to watch Labyrinth and got distracted. I didn't like the chick enough.
Because she's an idiot. Hello, David Bowie offering to have goblins raise your little brother AND be your love slave?
Heh, I knew somewhere Jilli's ears were quivering and itching.
Mia Sara, right? Or was that Legend?
Mia Sara is Legend. Labyrinth is Jennifer Connelly.
t watches people be impressed with me
That was Legend. With the magic dress of gothy longing.
I've been grumpy for like 3-4 weeks. I think I might need back on meds.
That testosterone article is interesting. I had been under the impression, and I honestly don't know where this came from, that while men have a biological advantage in speed and power, women have the advantage in endurance, but if the glycogen storage difference is correct then that is not the case. Hmph.
That multi-page story on the South African runner (which it took me forever to read because I had to stop frequently to bemoan how awful people can be) mentioned the option of dividing competitors based on testosterone levels. Which would be problematic culturally, I think, but is an interesting idea.
Books like this: [link]
But they've explicitly said they're
not
quiverfull.
(Of course, I'm only guessing that the book is what with the quiver.)
But explicitly said they've said they're not quiverfull.
Have they? Because Wikipedia has no citation for this.