I left Southie to pursue the love my life. Come to find out she's dating a Doctah now. He's a neurosurgeon. I decked him in the jaw when I saw him but I got arrested and she told me to never see her again. The ph4ggot new boyfriend went to Stanford. Which is good for her but now I left my best friend Chuckie behind in Boston still working as a tradie and now I gotta move on with my life and apply my mathematical abilities elsewhere.


What should i do misc (srs)

Jesus Christ..... that's Jason Bourne

How much do you bench?

250.

Am I gonna make it?

Feeling like life is over boyos

You only start living when you know what the sistine chapel smells like OP.

Do you know it already?

No.

It’s over

there's no problem here, OP. I was just hoping you might give me some insight into the evolution of the market economy in the Southern colonies. My contention is that prior to the Revolutionary War, the economic modalities, especially in the southern colonies, could most aptly be characterized as agrarian, pre-capitalist.

And please no nonsense first year grad student rants about how you just got finished readin' some Marxian historian -- Pete Garrison probably. You're gonna be convinced of that 'til next month when you get to James Lemon, and then you're gonna be talkin' about how the economies of Virginia and Pennsylvania were entrepreneurial and capitalist way back in 1740. That's gonna last until next year -- you're gonna be in here regurgitating Gordon Wood, talkin' about, you know, the Pre-revolutionary utopia and the capital-forming effects of military mobilization.

See OP, I believe that wood drastically underestimates the impact of social distinctions predicated upon wealth, especially inherited wealth.' and no I did not get that from Vickers, 'Work in Essex County,' page 98, right? Yeah, I read that too. Were you gonna plagiarize the whole thing for us? Do you have any thoughts of your own on this matter? Or do you...is that your thing? You come into a bar. You read some obscure passage and then pretend...you pawn it off as your own idea just to impress some girls and embarrass my friend? See the sad thing about a guy like you is in 50 years you're gonna start doin' some thinkin' on your own and you're gonna come up with the fact that there are two certainties in life. One: don't do that. And two: You dropped a hundred and fifty grand on a f----n' education you coulda' got for a dollar fifty in late charges at the public library.

Would u be willing to solve an elementary graph theory problem and then have everyone think you're a genius?