If you lose a card, it's something like $25 to get a new one. And they can take the money from the debit account associated with the card, and most students will generally have several hundred dollars on that account -- there are requirements about how much they have to put on at the beginning of the semester.

I believe the sex at birth question is about excluding donors with a higher likelyhood of HIV.

Meeting with Nickelodeon went well. I'm consulting on the control systems for their new resorts, beginning with the one in San Diego. This meeting was mainly to start to put numbers to the pie in the sky ideas for the facility, so I'm really in at pretty close to the ground floor on this one.

the lady asked me directly. Which made me think, "...Do I look like a tranny?"

Eh, it's usually a LOT harder to tell FTM trannies from bioguys than it is to tell MTF trannies from biogirls. Most of the guys I know who've been on T more than few months, and who've had chest surgery, you'd never know. A few, I can guess from experience (height is a big indicator), but even then...if they've got no tits and a full beard, how can you know? MTF's are usually more handicapped by the general height/size issue, as well as the getting-rid of hair, and the differing social expectations that make their interaction often seem awkward, as a female.

Wow, I'm thinking trespassing, resisting arrest, failure to obey an officer... all because you *had to* use an elliptical machine?

I think counseling is in that student's future.

I think counseling is in that student's future.

And/or a swift kick in the ass from the Reality Fairy. Who is a tranny....

I was guessing she'd get a new Audi, so she wouldn't have to ask the UPD for any more rides, also, probably a soloflex.

I was guessing she'd get a new Audi, so she wouldn't have to ask the UPD for any more rides, also, probably a soloflex.

Yeah, probably. Unless her daddy happens to be heavily invested in subprime mortgages. In which case she'll get a used Taurus.

In which case she'll get a used Taurus.

Hey, I drive a used Taurus. And it tells you something about the quality of cars that I'm used to where push button windows and an adjustable steering wheel strike me as the height of frivolous luxury. Never mind the power adjustable seat.

Timelies bitches! Sad to say, I had to just skip about 250 posts. My day yesterday was kinda like this:

Imagine if you will, a simpler time. Imagine you and the misses crossing the continent in a nice covered wagon. It's a shiny day. Sun is warm, but not too hot. The meadows are lush, but dry enough that the wheels are getting stuck in the mud. A couple poofy pretty clouds in the sky, enough so you can play "ooo that looks like a ..." game. What you didn't know is that downwind of you, creeping up the hillside in a stealthy way, are some natives, whose land you have inadvertanly invaded. Just as you say "wow, that cloud looks like a horses tail" a flurry of arrows come flying at you. Thankfully you know the secret password, and after a lot of shouting back and forth in languages nobody understands, the arrows stop, and you smoke a great peace pipe.

Yup, that was yesterday. Was supposed to be a calm day. Ended up needing 10 clones of myself. By the time I got home (11pm), I sat on the couch, turned on my recorded news, opened bitches to catch up, and proceeded to pass out.

So? What did I miss?

opened bitches to catch up

Whoa, with what, a carving knife? This is a side of you I didn't know about.