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Mar. 1st, 2012
you have got to be kidding me!
Mar. 1st, 2012 10:44 amI need to send transcripts to Georgetown for the paralegal program.
Apparently the only way I can get a transcript from Williams is to physically walk into the Registar's Office or to send them a letter by US Mail requesting a transcript.
That's preposterous. Way to be part of the 19th century, Williams!
ETA: On the other hand, Williams didn't charge me $20 for the transcript. They didn't charge me anything. And after charging me $20, AMU still hasn't delivered the transcript, nearly two weeks later.
Apparently the only way I can get a transcript from Williams is to physically walk into the Registar's Office or to send them a letter by US Mail requesting a transcript.
That's preposterous. Way to be part of the 19th century, Williams!
ETA: On the other hand, Williams didn't charge me $20 for the transcript. They didn't charge me anything. And after charging me $20, AMU still hasn't delivered the transcript, nearly two weeks later.
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Mar. 1st, 2012 06:01 pm"...sex kicks the attachment hormone into overdrive"
This is, I gather, something that a Daily Beast columnist discovered in conversation with a biological anthropologist.
Hmmm. I think I first found that out, by process of experimentation, in 1983. Didn't even take actual sex either, just some heavy petting. It is not often, I suppose, that a young college man finds that he has suddenly been overcome by a great desire for closeness and commitment, while his partner has not. And the effect lessens as one grows older and more cynical, I think. But this is still one of those scientific discoveries that used to make my mother, bless her, say, "Really? How much money did they spend to find out that swallowing nickels is not good for you? I could have saved them a lot of that."
This is, I gather, something that a Daily Beast columnist discovered in conversation with a biological anthropologist.
Hmmm. I think I first found that out, by process of experimentation, in 1983. Didn't even take actual sex either, just some heavy petting. It is not often, I suppose, that a young college man finds that he has suddenly been overcome by a great desire for closeness and commitment, while his partner has not. And the effect lessens as one grows older and more cynical, I think. But this is still one of those scientific discoveries that used to make my mother, bless her, say, "Really? How much money did they spend to find out that swallowing nickels is not good for you? I could have saved them a lot of that."
