I don't know or care what his master's thesis is. I just don't choose to associate with him except as absolutely necessary.Since Cindy and I share som... of the same classes with him, she and I stick together. On occasions when we weren't, he has made some untoward comments, trying to laugh them off as being flippant when he got called on it. He says nothing to us when we're together.Maybe knowing about my ballpoint pen prowess helps.Don't get me wrong; he's not a total dick all the time. And. The measurement commenced when Jacqui asked why the assistant had been so surprised when she must see this every day. The assistant explained although she saw many women in various states of undress she thought Jacqui was exceptional and wished she looked as good. As her hands drifted across Jacqui’s boobs she moaned slightly and the assistant smiled at her saying “hope my hands aren’t too cold”? Jacqui informed her that her hands were fine again the assistant smiled at her. “Is this your first. She so wanted to say hello, to wave her hands in front of his face, beg him to recognize her, but when she noticed him looking at her quizzically, she couldn’t do it. Samantha became shy, and scrambled towards her seat. The conductor seemed to be running late, and everyone was taking the time to get to know the people next to them. Sam wasn’t interested in all that- she only had eyes for one boy, across the room in the bass section. Samantha, herself, was in the front row of the Sopranos, so. Maybe the memory doesn’t stop ... just because my body stops. The only way this memory can continue is if there is a mind able to play it back, to retain the information. So when I die, my mind will be unable to play the memory and I will cease to exist in my current form. But I do exist, meaning that I still exist in the future, and as long as I exist in the future, I exist in the present, meaning that I exist for all eternity, but my form is merely different from what it once was.”Angel.