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Roommate tried to convince me that a proper elbow has more concussive force than a proper hook thrown in a similar motion. The other roommate agreed. The logic of physics, the logic of biomechanics, my own experience, and a punching machine would disagree with them.
Ugh. Young people.
Aaaaanywho, I think I'm skipping class tomorrow. 5:40am. Not even gonna make the 11:00am in my condition.
Si vis pacem, para bellum
I don't know about "concussive force" but I would much rather take a fist-punch than an elbow. Anywhere.
I agree with Ritt. Also, you're 22, get off your high horse. 
I mean a knockout, like make you feel woozy and such. Yeah, an elbow has more surface trauma and hurts a lot more if you stay up, and it's hard to land a proper hook, which is why it's better to throw an elbow, but to win, I'd say a proper hook, cuz it's a better angled follow through that can be snapped with better acceleration and more weight.
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Hey hey hey.... my high horse is built on bruises, cuts, and mild concussions. Also, biomechanics. I know I'm 22, but... yeah, I feel 40 with the punishment I've taken.

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Yeah, I know what you mean. Not sure I've ever seen a knockout caused by an elbow. Just blood. Lots of blood.
Exactly. I'd use it, cuz it's a quicker and surer stun that leads to more effective hits. But as a finisher, it's not nearly as effective. There's no snap, a less than ideal direction of force, and it's more easily shrugged off than a solid hook that puts all the force directly into a single point on the jaw.
Those are the reasons a punching bag would shake more with a hook on impulse, even though an elbow would slam harder and cause it to wave a bit more. The difference between surface trauma and concussive force is the argument, I guess.
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PA: In Norway, marketeers call you on your cellphone. This was not allowed in The Netherlands when I still lived there (not sure about the current situation), so it's something I'm not used to. I therefore decided that I will only answer the phone if I know who it is. So far it's been an effective method, and I've dodged about 20 calls over the past couple of months. How do I know this? I always check the numbers from the incoming calls online, and it says if the number is used by marketeers. YEAH!
I've been getting loads recently, especially to my home phone. I just don't answer it as the only people who call are marketers or my boyfriend's mum...and if she calls, you're stuck on the phone for hours!
EDIT: I feel mean saying that, because she is a very nice lady, but just happens to ring at really inopportune moments!
I met my best friend from secondary school today. We haven't seen each other since junior year, when she announced her engagement. We spent 5 hours together, had tea, lunch, more tea, went window shopping (because stores are stupid and have nothing nice), and I bought black stockings. Almost bought another nail polish, but I have enough.
That reminds me that I need to go through my nail polish drawer and get rid of some things.
This new laptop I got from work is really nice, but the touchpad has been out to get me. It's ultra sensitive and unless I hold my hands up when I type like I'm playing a piano, the cursor jumps all over the place and swallows up entire paragraphs and sends emails before I'm ready for them to be sent. This is a Dell Vostro 3700 something running Windows 7 and the touchpad settings were nowhere to be found in the control panel. Luckily, I was able to install an updated driver so I could disable the touchpad when I have my cordless mouse plugged in, which is all the time. That's one less frustration to expierience in my work day.
I had to have a come to Jesus meeting with a disrespectful colleague at work yesterday. He made a DEMAND of me and used an exclamation point. I don't know who the hell he thought he was talking to, but he'll never do that shit again.
Oooh, girl. Go down to the welfare and get you some feet stamps.

Those are the reasons a punching bag would shake more with a hook on impulse, even though an elbow would slam harder and cause it to wave a bit more. The difference between surface trauma and concussive force is the argument, I guess.
I have a book of sports facts and it said the death rate in boxing pretty much skyrocketed after gloves were made standard. Bare-knuckle is bloodier but people almost never died. Now people die and get permanent brain damage all the time because the force they get hit with is so much greater. But I thought that was just because their fists don't get hurt anymore.
I've been meaning to put that in the I Learned Something Today thread. But I read it weeks ago. I'm not gonna lie.
I'm wearing a new pair of underwear. They're from the Gap.
Also, when did the alternating underwear stop? I request a novelty ass.

My touch pad does that jumping around thing with the cursor if I am not careful as well.
It is very frustrating.
Typing along and all of the sudden notice you are typing jibberjabber in the middle of another sentence half way back up the page. Many of the extra words in my text are the result of a feral cursor.
Got a new roommate today. I avoided moving into crazy asian kids room with a stern email, but I have a new gay roommate in my room now. He's alright, but I miss my single room and superbed.

I've been meaning to put that in the I Learned Something Today thread. But I read it weeks ago. I'm not gonna lie.
This is why I was iffy naming that thread that. I just named it that so I could put the South Park reference.
You wouldn't have been lying anyway. You would have taught us something and I (as in the collective I ) would have learned something today.
I am going to attempt to make Chili Relleno for dinner.
Never made them before.
Be brave.
This is why we can't have nice things.
Oh man Xia made those a while back. They were amazing. Get extra chillies so you can practice.
As your attorney, my advise to you is to start drinking heavily(er).-Tuffy
I have twelve pasilla's.
That is all I ever am when I cook.
I just got back from a talk that Max Brooks did on how to survive the zombie apocalypse. He kind of seemed like he was on coke the whole time and pretty much just ripped on nerdy guys asking questions for an hour. I got a new copy of World War Z signed.

My mom went and saw him last year when he spoke at UAB (the University of Alabama at B'ham) and pretty much had the same experience.
I went to see Fiona Apple in concert tonight. This was my first concert in about 10 years. It was pretty good, but she only played for an hour and fifteen minutes and then NO ENCORE. What? Felt a little ripped off when I left.
Whatever Whore!
Wow, so much envy. Fiona is awesome.
I'm having a glass of wine.
FINALLY! Congratulations!
I bought a spanish guitar a few weeks ago. All I knew how to play, really, was La Bamba and the intro to Stairway to Heaven. I've been practicing a bit on my own, just learning some new chords by learning the melodies to Scar Tissue, Island in the Sun, La Malaguena, The Sweater Song, What It's Like, Californication, Kryptonite, and a couple of others.
Fiddling around with it on my own, I never really felt inspired or anything, so I never created anything meaningful or even good. But I just finished watching Crazy, Stupid, Love., as well as having a nice conversation with my roommate's girlfriend that just got home. I was enveloped in this beautiful emotion, and suddenly I feel like I just came up with a bit of beauty. I haven't created anything in a long time. This feeling is... serene.
For a Friday night at home, it's been really, really nice.
Si vis pacem, para bellum
haha... an hour + fifteen is about all you get out of most bands these days, and that usually includes the encore
Placebo played 1 hour 45 in August. Two encores included.
Coldplay's encore, when I went to their concert, included like 3 or 4 songs. It was awesome. 
Had lovely dim sum for lunch today. Bought a lottery ticket for the first time, chose the numbers from our fortune cookies.
I'm having French toast covered in cinnamon sugar and a glass of grapefruit juice (not on the toast) right now.
I just ate an entire giant crepe and now I have a paper to write but I just wanna take a nap
“if you want to be a bird,” you said once, “with colorful plumage and buoyant trills, you must also be ready for hollow bones."
I bought two bags of muddy buddies today.

Thanks! My first sip tasted like nail polish remover...it had been so long. But it was a strong drop.
Screw this year. 
"We're developing a new citizenry. One that will be very selective about cereals and automobiles, but won't be able to think."
— Rod Serling
"Chuck calls Noah fortnightly on his bakelite rotary phone and gives him publisher's insider information and stock tips."- Tuffy
Fuck this no good, lazy, horrible year.
As your attorney, my advise to you is to start drinking heavily(er).-Tuffy
Well, like I said, this was my first in about 10 years. Back when I was going to concerts a lot in my 20's and some 30's, they were soooo much better. Usually 2 hours with the main band and always an encore. I just expected more I guess. Oh well.
Whatever Whore!
I had such a weird dream that I'd have tons of fun trying to analyse it.
Encores are kind of silly, really, since they became "obligatory".
This is why we can't have nice things.
This.
Ugh, I need to stop browsing the internet on Sunday mornings and buying things!!! I'm such a dick!!
I got a bunch of good stuff at the Gap outlet yesterday. They're just giving stuff away so I'm going back today. My kids got the new Pokemon black and white versions today when GameStop opened, and Drew's mom and her man-friend had breakfast with us here on their way back to Atlanta. They came up on Friday evening and we had a nice big visit with them all day yesterday and I made a fantastic Italian dinner last night. Drew's mom's boyfriend is a really nice man. I'm so glad, because this has been tough for Drew in a way. Of course he wants his mom to be happy, but he misses his dad a lot and they were married for 40 years before he died. I can't believe it's been two years since he passed this December.
My house is spotless at the moment and the laundry's all caught up. It's actually cold today - sweater weather - so after I get home from shopping later I'm going to read and take a nap. I will tell myself that it is okay to enjoy quiet time/down time and that it doesn't make me a lazy good for nothing louse.




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