Title.

Hi, I'm a lurker usually. I realized a few months ago, back in february, that I'm trans -- and that this feeling harkens back to my youth.
While I felt everything in my life had clicked into place, I also kept putting off seeing a therapist (which is required to get hrt here) for various reasons, including my therapist being hard to reach via phone.
Today I finally did it! Crossed the whole city to get there and I'm riding the bus back with my appointment!
A small step, but I wanted to share for my fellow girls who keep saying 'tomorrow'. At some point your tomorrow turns into today!
Edit: of course I typo the title

would appreciate a recommendation or referral to a local book around charleston.
Nothing fancy regardarding parlays & teasers are necessary just prefer the traditional bookee as compared to all the online betting sites that are available. PMs are fine thanks m8s!

The rocket is launched!🚀 Hurry up to grab your BTHR! Seriously, get on this presale while you still can!📢 I heard that there will be a bonus, but did not expect 50%💰 Look what this platform and token is all about❗️: https://www.bethereum.com

Bethereum #presale @bethereumteam

I'm asking because i think i found a bias against the favorite in a specific sport. I'm making a profit by just betting on the favorites for the last 3 weeks.

If two different casinos/bookees offered vastly different odds, couldn't you theoretically bet x amount of money for team a to win at one and x money for team b at the other and win regardless? What stops this from happening.

A few weeks ago, I decided to start trying to make sense of Huttese. If you are not aware, Huttese as spoken in the films is not an actual language, but rather sounds that are just pieced together and given subtitles. But I wanted Huttese to have an actual phonology, vocabulary, and grammar of a real language, not unlike what has been done for Mando'a. Thus began my journey!
So how exactly does one retcon a language? Well the answer, unfortunately, is you don't. While I listened to the films for clues as to what certain words could mean, I found that there was little consistency. The biggest source of information actually ended up being Ben Burtt's book The Galactic Phrasebook & Travel Guide. Not only did he transcribe Greedo and Jabba's dialogue from Episode IV, but also has a list of Huttese phrases. So I was able to work out the meanings of a few words, but not nearly as many as I had hoped. I am still going through dialogue from the prequels, and may find more words that can be transferred into the new lexicon.
Real quick here, I would like to bring up pidgin and slang. Much of the dialogue (most of it from Jabba) that I have gone over has "Huttese" words which sound suspiciously like their basic counterparts. Using bookee for boy, or cheeka for girl seem a bit too on the nose. Add on top of that phrases that sound like broken Basic in a Huttese accent. In Episode IV, Jabba says "wanta da moolee" (want the moolah?) with the subtitle "Why haven't you paid me?". That does not sound like an alien language, it sounds like pidgin. So I made the decision that if I am going to construct a conlang, it will not use slightly altered Basic words. Not only does it feel lazy, but it also doesn't make sense. Why would the Hutts have a language that mimicked Basic if any of it was invented before they had first contact? I have already added a few slang words, but I'm also going to make sure that every one has a "proper" Huttese alternative.
After transcribing and translating as much as I could from the movies, I came up with a phonology. Here is the IPA (Intergalactic Phonetic Alphabet) chart for Huttese. While this may not be final, I feel its good enough for now. English has about sixty distinct phonemes, Huttese has twenty one so far making it far less complex (twenty two if you count the /tʃ/ digraph). I decided that since I have never seen front teeth on a Hutt, that they probably don't have them. That gets rid of all labio-dental and dental phonemes. I also decided that they would not use diphthongs, which allowed me to have a low number of vowels.
Then I took all the words I had deciphered, and a few that I made up and placed them into a Huttese Dictionary. It's only two pages long for now, but I am working hard to add more words. I figure that Huttese is a semi-agglutinate language, where some words are a combination of two or more other words. This allows me to take words like keekeeyoona(anybody), and make two words out of it- keekee which means "any", and yoona which means "body". I also am using the IPA to make the pronunciation guides, so it is not the same as an English dictionary.
Finally, I have started to jot down Huttese Grammar rules. These are just the ones that seem important at the moment. I will add to and clean up this document as I go.
Wow! So much done, but it's only the tip of the iceberg! I will continue to expand and build upon this work, and hopefully we can have an awesome language for our favorite franchise. If you have any questions, suggestions, or want to lend a hand to help, then go for it! I don't think this would be genuine if it was just my project, and as fans of Star Wars I am sure we have the intelligence and muster to create a language that rivals the others like Klingon, Dothraki, and whatever-it-is those treehuggers in Middle Earth speak.
May the Force be with you!
Edit 11-01-16: After some serious soul searching, I added the alveolar approximant /ɹ/ to the phonology. This only changed one word in the dicionary Lundee /'lʌndi/ to Rundee /'ɹʌndi/, and allowed me to add the word Dobra /'dobɹa/ which as far as I can tell is some sort of adverb that loosely means "What I am is..." and is followed up by a verb that describes what the speaker "is".

A few weeks ago, I decided to start trying to make sense of Huttese. If you are not aware, Huttese as spoken in the films is not an actual language, but rather sounds that are just pieced together and given subtitles. But I wanted Huttese to have an actual phonology, vocabulary, and grammar of a real language, not unlike what has been done for Mando'a. Thus began my journey!
So how exactly does one retcon a language? Well the answer, unfortunately, is you don't. While I listened to the films for clues as to what certain words could mean, I found that there was little consistency. The biggest source of information actually ended up being Ben Burtt's book The Galactic Phrasebook & Travel Guide. Not only did he transcribe Greedo and Jabba's dialogue from Episode IV, but also has a list of Huttese phrases. So I was able to work out the meanings of a few words, but not nearly as many as I had hoped. I am still going through dialogue from the prequels, and may find more words that can be transferred into the new lexicon.
Real quick here, I would like to bring up pidgin and slang. Much of the dialogue (most of it from Jabba) that I have gone over has "Huttese" words which sound suspiciously like their basic counterparts. Using bookee for boy, or cheeka for girl seem a bit too on the nose. Add on top of that phrases that sound like broken Basic in a Huttese accent. In Episode IV, Jabba says "wanta da moolee" (want the moolah?) with the subtitle "Why haven't you paid me?". That does not sound like an alien language, it sounds like pidgin. So I made the decision that if I am going to construct a conlang, it will not use slightly altered Basic words. Not only does it feel lazy, but it also doesn't make sense. Why would the Hutts have a language that mimicked Basic if any of it was invented before they had first contact? I have already added a few slang words, but I'm also going to make sure that every one has a "proper" Huttese alternative.
After transcribing and translating as much as I could from the movies, I came up with a phonology. Here is the IPA (Intergalactic Phonetic Alphabet) chart for Huttese. While this may not be final, I feel its good enough for now. English has about sixty distinct phonemes, Huttese has twenty one so far making it far less complex (twenty two if you count the /tʃ/ digraph). I decided that since I have never seen front teeth on a Hutt, that they probably don't have them. That gets rid of all labio-dental and dental phonemes. I also decided that they would not use diphthongs, which allowed me to have a low number of vowels.
Then I took all the words I had deciphered, and a few that I made up and placed them into a Huttese Dictionary. It's only two pages long for now, but I am working hard to add more words. I figure that Huttese is a semi-agglutinate language, where some words are a combination of two or more other words. This allows me to take words like keekeeyoona(anybody), and make two words out of it- keekee which means "any", and yoona which means "body". I also am using the IPA to make the pronunciation guides, so it is not the same as an English dictionary.
Finally, I have started to jot down Huttese Grammar rules. These are just the ones that seem important at the moment. I will add to and clean up this document as I go.
Wow! So much done, but it's only the tip of the iceberg! I will continue to expand and build upon this work, and hopefully we can have an awesome language for our favorite franchise. If you have any questions, suggestions, or want to lend a hand to help, then go for it! I don't think this would be genuine if it was just my project, and as fans of Star Wars I am sure we have the intelligence and muster to create a language that rivals the others like Klingon, Dothraki, and whatever-it-is those treehuggers in Middle Earth speak.
May the Force be with you!

I am working on an app that involves users booking one another (a bookee and a booker). The booker can select a Service from a drop-down list that includes all the services that a bookee is available for or they can select none and have it just be a generic Booking object.
Service has_many :bookings, dependent: :nullify.
Booking belongs_to :service, optional: true
The problem I’m having comes from when users update or delete a Service. Then all the previous bookings of that service get screwed up. If they delete the Service then the references on all previous bookings for that Service get nullified and those bookings look like they were just generic non-service bookings.
It also is a problem if the Service gets updated. For example, if I had a service titled 'Car Wash' and I had say 50 bookings associated with that service_id (bookers booking me for that service). Then if I later went in and updated the Service title attribute to say 'Photography Session'. Now all the previous bookings say they were booked for a Photography Session when in reality they were booked for the Car Wash.
I could probably just duplicate a few of the relevant service fields on the booking to avoid title confusion but it still affects the general statistics around services. i.e. It would look like they had 50 'Photography Session' bookings as soon as they changed the title rather than 50 Car Wash bookings and 0 'Photography Session' bookings.
Does anyone have any experience dealing with an issue like this? Should I just give a warning to my users whenever they update/delete services that it could affect their previous bookings? Is there a Rails-y way to handle a situation like this?
Tl;dr – ABooking belongs_to :service, optional: true. When a user updates or deletes a Service how can I best have things set up so it doesn’t change previous bookings of that Service.

Hawkeye
#6 - Quiver
Previously on Hawkeye: William Tell
Katherine sat in front of her computer, staring at the blank box on the search engine. She had tried to look up everything at this point. Famous archers, vigilante rumors, local newspapers, anything that could lead her to either of the two that were fighting the robots. For three weeks, nothing. The document she was “compiling” had no new information whatsoever. All it had were the archer’s costume colors, and drawings of their moves.
The archer’s movements were quick and refined, but nothing stood out to look into. The stab and disarm were basic enough, so she couldn’t even narrow down any martial art style. The super strong guy’s move was a little easier to figure out, it was clearly a wrestling move. However, the move was popular, and it wasn’t getting her anywhere.
The most frustrating thing, though, is that almost nobody seemed to know about either of these guys. Super Streeks was covering Nova and the Spider-Man, sure, but not a single thing about any archer or wrestler. Even his “mystery vigilante” was that dude who stopped the bank robbery a while back. Sure, he was mysterious, but he was also running around in bright white getup, so he just stood out even in the crappy shots Streeks was getting.
He was saying things about secret content, though. He had links to a funding page in his videos, which promised some exclusive shots, and even discussions about the new wave of heroes. He was even teasing a video about “The Real Reason The Robots Invaded” coming soon. Katherine had written it off as clickbait before, but maybe there would be something good in it? Even if it was what she thought it was, maybe his “secret footage” would have something he missed?
She started to get onto her account and thought for a moment. She couldn’t use her real name, at all. Her father had enough money to be in the news, which meant she would be easy to look up by name. Plus, if she put it on another account, her “professional” email wouldn’t be cluttered with all of the notifications from Super Streeks and other superhero stuff. She had to come up with some kind of identity. Some kind of super cool detective name, maybe an alter ego?
She got up, moving over to her workout area. She felt that she could think more clearly when doing anything physical, but she mostly stuck to her “training.” She went up to the training dummy and grounded her stance. She attempted a few kicks, knocking down the dummy each time. She was wanting a heavier target, but this is what her father had gotten for her. It was a point she wanted to argue, as a heavier dummy would be more realistic to a person’s center of gravity, but part of her didn’t want to have that discussion.
After picking the dummy up for the sixth time, she suddenly realized what move she could practice. She faced the dummy and backed up a few feet. After setting herself and breathing, she lunged forward, running through the masked man’s attack in her mind.
He ran up to the machine and grabbed its shoulder with his right hand, positioning himself to use his arm to cross the robot’s chest.
Katherine moved forward, lining up her arm across the chest of the “opponent.”
He used his other arm to grab into the robot’s back, actually digging his fingers into the metal.
As soon as she was next to the dummy, she quickly brought her arm around it, making sure her hand was in a position to lift the weight.
With one quick motion, he lifted the robot up about a foot, pulled his left arm out from behind the robot, and dramatically fell forward, slamming both himself and the robot down in one big motion.
Katherine jumped into the air, easily carrying the target with her. She moved her arm away from the its lifting position and shifted her weight forward, bringing the dummy down onto the mat with her.
Katherine immediately rolled to the side, gripping her elbow. When she brought it out, she had used it to brace her fall, but wasn’t paying full attention to it on her way down. She knew it’d be fine, but it certainly stung. She got up, moving away from the training mat. That was enough for now.
She thought about the masked man, trying to figure out how he must have landed. Maybe it just didn’t hurt him? Sure, he was using a lot of force, but if he had super strength, it might not have done any damage to him. Maybe he just had a lot of practice? That was probably it.
In fact, she thought, he’d have to be practicing that move to be able to do it against a live opponent. Especially a hostile metal one. So he had to be doing that move somewhere, against someone or something. There has to be some kind of super fight club or something, because there’s no way he’s doing that to regular people unnoticed. That was something she could look into.
Katherine immediately went back to her computer, searching away for a super fight club. She knew that she wouldn’t find anything on the surface with a basic search, so she kept going through forums and comments until she finally found something worth looking into, almost an hour and a half later.
Someone called “The Toolman” was welcoming betters for some “Unlimited Class Wrestling Federation” and was advertising his services as a bookee. At least, that’s what Katherine thought he was doing. She was only about 75% sure. It was certainly seedy, though. Thankfully, some better had asked where he could send his men to watch the event live and The Toolman gave the name of some club, “Garner’s Row.”
It only took Katherine another 15 minutes to find the club. It didn’t officially have the name of Garner’s Row, that’s just what everybody who actually knew called it. It didn’t matter to Katherine though, as she now had an address. All she needed now was to find a night to go.
Dennis walked quietly through Long Island University’s campus. He still felt incredibly tired, and that throbbing feeling still was bothering him, but otherwise he was feeling better than he had in a few weeks. As he went he was checking out the buildings, admiring the history behind them. They immediately had the look to them that told Dennis that they were historically special for some reason, even though he wasn’t informed of it. Maybe one day he’d take a tour, just to hear about it. He had other things on to do today, though.
“Hey, D-Man, you good?”
Dennis turned to see Clint Barton standing next to him. He must’ve gotten lost in thought, not noticing his surroundings.
“Yeah, I’m all good. How was your group thing?”
Clint stretched. “It was nice, you know? Just kinda felt like I should be there, I guess.”
Dennis wondered for a moment. “Does it really help?” Clint looked at Dennis, raising an eyebrow. “I mean,” Dunphy continued, “you’ve said that you’re used to it, and whenever someone mentions it in a bar fight, you don’t seem bothered by it. So is this group therapy thing helping you, or what?”
Clint sighed. “I guess it does help, yeah.” He stared for a moment, continuing. “Sometimes it’s nice to know someone understands what you’re going through. And sometimes, it’s nice to help someone else understand that they’re not alone.”
Dennis smiled. That was Barton, stupidly trying to help people again. Well, not stupidly, this time, he supposed.
Dennis started walking, with Clint staying with him. “So, where we going today?”
Dunphy smiled. “That place I’ve been telling you about, the club I’ve been going to recently.”
Barton’s face turned into a slight grimace. “Like are we talking a nightclub? D, I don’t really like those places.”
Dunphy chuckled. “No, it almost is more like a biker bar with events. Live music, sports, the works.”
Clint’s face went from unsure to confused quick. “Sports?”
“Yep.”
“What kind of sports in a club?”
“Boxing, wrestling, tennis. The works.”
“Tennis?”
“Tennis.”
“How the fu-”
“Big ass court area upstairs, they put up a net.”
“What kind of club is this?”
“Well, they made it out of an old parking garage.”
“You’re telling me they got rid of a place to park, in New York, to build a tennis club?”
“Apparently.”
“You’re bullshitting me.”
“No, man.”
Clint and Dennis continued down the street, with Clint continuing to insist that Dennis was joking. Dennis just smiled and went on.
As they walked past an electronics store, Dennis caught Clint stop out of the corner of his eye. He was just staring at the screen, totally engrossed. Dennis knew why, he did this every time the footage came on.
It was aerial footage from last month’s robot invasion. The media had been covering the superheroes who stopped it in New York. Well, at least, the public ones. The Avengers. Every time they were on the television, Clint immediately started watching. Clint had talked about it before, so Dennis knew that he was always watching Captain America. It was crazy, everyone was saying he was back, the same guy from World War II. Dennis thought that Barton must’ve been trying to confirm the rumor for himself. Clint had always said Captain America was his hero growing up, so Dennis enjoyed watching his friend delve into the subject. It was one of those situations where he was so passionate it was just really cool to experience.
“The shield throw is right,” Clint said aloud. He knew that Dennis was willing to listen. “The costume is new, but they’re chalking that up to his old one being destroyed. It’s a SHIELD uniform.”
“The ones who had that big airship thing crash last year?” Dennis asked.
Clint looked confused for a split second. “Oh, yeah.” He must’ve forgotten.
When the newsreel stopped, Clint and Dennis began walking again.
“So, what’s the name of this tennis club you’re a part of again?”
Dennis smiled, “well, there’s no tennis or anything today, just music. It’s called The Lot, but everybody calls it Garner’s Row.”
“Alright. So what are we doing there tonight.”
“You don’t have work tomorrow, either, right?”
“Yeah.”
“Then we’re going to get trashed and enjoy the band.”
A broad smile went across Clint’s face. “I’m good with that.”
“You’re on in five,” came a call from beyond her dressing room door.
Dressing room was a bit of a stretch, but that was still probably the best description for the place. Since she was the main opener every night, the space was decidedly hers.
She was staring at her reflection in the mirror, examining her eye shadow. She was hoping the bright pink was hiding the bags under her eyes, because she certainly didn’t need those to be noticeable under the spotlights.
Her phone rang, displaying an unknown number. This wasn’t an issue for her, given her other line of work. She just hoped the caller was going to say what they wanted quick.
She picked up, “Go.”
“Hello, Spirit.”
Him again.
“What’s the job this time, and do I get a new crew?”
“Actually I was about to ask you what you thought of your old crew.”
His dialect threw her off. It was some kind of foreign, almost eastern European. He almost sounded like Dracula from the old monster movies.
“Which one?”
“Well, the ones you raided the warehouse with. Specifically ‘Bullet’.”
“Good metal man, blunt, doesn’t ask questions. Why?”
There was silence for a moment. “It appears he’s been apprehended by a superhero. I wanted to make sure he didn’t know too much.”
“No he’s fine, but a superhero?”
“Someone in tights working with SHIELD.”
“What kind of powers?”
“No word yet. Haven’t had anyone talk to him.”
“Well, let me know if you need me for that.”
“Understood. How do you enjoy your new accomodations?”
She heard the announcer start up his usual spiel, and knew she would be on quick. “He’ll be useful to us, but I’m on.”
“Very well. Have a good show.”
‘Spirit’ put her phone away and grabbed her guitar, pulling the strap over her back. She quickly made her way out the door and started going up the ramp to the “stage.”
“Ladies and gentlemen, may I present to you, the stars of The Lot, Mimi and the Grapplers!”
Clint stumbled back into his apartment after making sure Dunphy was safely in his place. Clint almost had to carry him up the stairs, and the dude was heavy. Probably the muscle from his construction job, but it still made it hard to get him through the narrow stairway. Next time, Clint was going to just pass out in the laundry room downstairs. It’d be easier getting them both downstairs rather than up three flights. Clint thought that was a good idea, even in his drunken state.
Clint sat down on his bed, and as he was taking off his shoes, he vaguely became aware of something being off. Clint looked up, and noticed the three figures standing in the doorway to his training room.
“Can you turn on the lights?” Clint asked.
Clint heard a chuckle as one of the figures moved to the light switch. Once it was flipped on, Clint saw the general appearance of Dugan in front of him. To tell the truth, he was a smidge blurry, but Clint didn’t care. He knew he wasn’t in any danger now.
“Had fun tonight, son?”
Clint smiled and snapped his fingers, giving finger guns, as he flopped backwards onto his bed. “What do you want?”
“Well, we’re here to talk about that job opportunity again,” Dugan said.
“We probably shouldn’t take an answer from him right now,” DeReaux said, still in the doorway. “I don’t think we can legally do that.”
“Well, either way,” Agent Johnson said. “Can we at least talk to him about the mission?”
“Right,” Dugan said. “You see, Barton, there are more and more individuals running around with tech and powers all to similar to the biker you apprehended. We want your help, officially or unofficially.”
Clint groaned. “Do you expect me to remember this tomorrow?”
“Not at this point,” Agent DeReaux chuckled.
Clint saw Agent Johnson put something down on a trunk along the side of the room. The trunk was black and looked like some durable plastic material.
“What is that?” Clint asked.
“A thank you gift,” Dugan said. He signalled to Daisy, and she opened the trunk, which was filled with a bunch of small things from Clint’s view. However, Clint didn’t have a very good view, and he wasn’t really keen on improving his view right now.
“We figured that this might be able to help your efforts,” DeReaux said. “You’ll find that they fit onto any target arrow.”
Ok, now they had Clint’s attention. He sat up, getting a better look at the trunk. He could see a bunch of capsules in both a cylindrical and triangular style. In face, they looked like…
“State of the art arrowheads,” Agent Johnson said, seeing his face. “A bunch of capsulized devices made to activate on impact. In some cases, remotely.”
A sly, yet still drunken, smile crossed Clint’s face. Dugan stepped in front of him. “Best not try those tonight, Barton. Don’t want you getting tangled in a net or blowing something up.”
Clint nodded. “Good plan,” he said, laying back down. “I’ll check them in the morning.”
Dugan moved to the door. “Well, we’ll get out of here so you can sleep it off.”
“What about the briefing?” DeReaux asked.
“I left a communicator in the chest,” Johnson said, moving to the door. “No sense in trying to tell him now.”
“Alright,” Henry said, walking to catch up to his partner and boss. “See ya, Hawkeye.”
After DeReaux left, turning out the light and closing the door, Clint was by himself. He thought about what he just got, and that he was getting another chance to be a hero again. He didn’t know what the mission was, but it felt good to know he might be able to help. Follow in the footsteps of his hero. Maybe even meet him. That’d be cool.
Clint was thinking about it for a bit, before passing out from either exhaustion or alcohol. One of the two.

Barcelona vs. Real Madrid

FULL TIME SCORE:Barcalona 2 - 1 Real Madrid
Barcalona 2 – 1 Real Madrid | Mathieu (19'), Suarez (55') ; Ronaldo (31')
If anything is wrong, don't hesitate to PM me. Suggestions also welcome!

LIGA TIE BETWEEN BARCALONA AND REAL MADRID

Date: March 22nd 2015
Kick off GMT: 20:00 / 8.p.m
Venue: Camp Nou
Referee: Antonio Meteu Lahoz
Biography

Head-To-Head
Last time these two teams met, Real Madrid triumphed 3 - 1 at the Santiago Bernebeu
The two clubs are separated by one point in the La Liga table.
Barcalona have won fourteen of their last fifteen games. In comparison, Real Madrid have lost four and drawn two in the same period.

Starting XI's
Barcalona: Bravo, Alves, Pique, Mathieu, Alba, Iniesta, Macherano, Rakitic, Neymar, Suarez, Messi
Real Madrid: Casillas, Carvajal, Ramos, Pepe, Marcelo, Isco, Kroos, Modric, Bale, Benzema, Ronaldo

STREAMS
beta.tv
SteamSports
Ronaldo7
RojaDirect

MATCH UPDATES:
0' - And we're off!
1' - Ronaldo is showered in boos as he runs down the right, and there's a collective cheer when he is disarmed. Real are playing from left-to-right wearing the signature white kit, while Barca are playing from right-to-left in the blue and red.
3' - First chance of the match as Iniesta's shot deflects off of Rakitic over the crossbar. Iniesta goes over on his ankle and is receiving treatment
5' - Messi completes another nutmeg. I feel this will be a long night for Real. Iniesta has walked off his ankle injury and continues.
8' - Bale lets out a well executed long ball to Benzema, who shoots well of target for Real's first chance of the game.
11' - Barcalona have been on-top in terms of possession and creating chances. Real are getting an occasional counter-attacking break, which is repeatedly snuffed out by Barca's back four!
13' - CHANCE! Benzema works into the box and chips a ball across to Ronaldo who tries a stylish volley which is half saved by Bravo and half saved by the crossbar!
16' - Real have now got their first long spell of possession. They're holding the ball in midfield. Let's see if they make use of it, shall we!?
17' - Neymar's cross finds Messi's head, but it's well off target.
19' - GOAL! It's Methieu! Messi launches in a free-kick, and Mathieu escapes Ramos and heads the ball past Casillas!
Barcalona 1 - 0 Real Madrid | Mathieu (19')
25' - Real are camping around Barca's box, passing it about waiting for a chance to come. So far, nothing. Ronaldo's latest cross was cleared out by goalscorer by Jeremy "Shearer" Mathieu
28' - Casillas unleashes his inner Neuer as he diving header's a ball clear from outside the box. Suarez gets a yellow for a clumsy foul on Pepe.
31' - GOAL! After Neymar misses a sitter at the other end, Real's counter attack leads to Benzema giving a cheeky back-heel assist to Ronaldo who slides the ball past Casillas. That's #42 for Ronalso, one behind Messi.
Barcalona 1 - 0 Real Madrid | Mathieu (19') ; Ronaldo (31')
35' - Pepe falls awkwardly after a challenge from Rakitic, but is now playing on again. Ronaldo is also booked for this dive.
38' - Ronaldo makes a run into the box and is taken down by an inch-perfect tackle from Pique. The players try to plead for a penalty, but nothing is given.
39' - GOAL! DISALLOWED! Ronaldo's head gets onto a cross which Bale slides onto to put into the back of the net, but is INCORRECTLY ruled out for offside. Bad decision from the linesman.
40' - Actually, on second look, Ronaldo was marginally offside before he flicked it on for Bale. Some will say he's on, but I'm giving the linesman credit in giving the right offside decision.
44' - Bale misses a shot from around the penalty spot. Skins the outside of the post, but it remains 1 - 1
45' - No added time as the ref calls for half time!
Half Time: Barcalona 1 - 1 Real Madrid | Methieu (19') ; Ronaldo (31')
45' - And we're back. The sides are unchanged coming out for the second half.
48' - Neymar zooms past Carvajal who pulls him down on the edge of the area. The ref awards a freekick which leads to nothing as Real break off on the counter.
50' - Real launch on the best play of the match with lots of passing. The eventual shot from Benzema is somehow kept out by Bravo who makes another save.
52' - Messi is brought down on the edge of the area by Modric, who earns a yellow. The free-kick is chipped over towards the penalty spot; but is cleared out for a corner.
55' - GOAL! Luis Suarez! A goal completely against the run of play! An extremely long ball from Dani Alves is played towards Suarez in the penalty area, who takes a touch and sticks it into the corner!
60' - Mascherano is booked for diving, while ten or so yards away Ramos goes down as if he's been shot, after going up for an aerial duel with Iniesta. Ramos' loses a tooth and Iniesta's elbow is cut. Both players get taken off and attended to as the game continues.
62' - 17 Fouls, and 10 Yellow Cards. Isco is the latest bookee, and he misses Madrid's next match against Granada.
67' - Neymar embarks on an amazing run from behind the halfway line to the edge of the area, but disregards Messi in support and goes for a shot which rises over the bar.
71' - Alves is booked for marauding Isco. I've lost count of the bookings. In other news, Raphael Varane is warming up. An odd change for a team that are trailing.
72' - Raphael Varane replaces Pepe at centre-back. And odd substitution. Messi unleashes a shot from the edge of the box which curls around the wrong side of the post. Moments later, he misses the target from a tight angle after a lay-off from Suarez. Barcalona have slowed the game down to walking pace and are then sometimes giving off bursts of pace. They have most of the possession, but Real are getting snippets of it, and using it well.
75' - Sergio Busquets replaces Ivan Rakitic. Busquets is applauded by the thousands of Barcalona fans in the Nou Camp as he comes on.
77' - Messi has another shot blocked from close range. Xavi Hernandez warms up on the sideline for Barcalona.
78' - SAVE! Benzema takes on the Barcalona defence from the edge of the area and takes a long shot which deflects off of Macherano. The ball looks destined for the bottom corner but Bravo makes another great save.
Xavi Hernandez replaces Iniesta, coming on for his 42nd and final El Classico.
82' - Eight minutes left of normal time as Barcalona continue the constant attack. Real are getting caught whenever they get in possession.
Candidates for MOTM? Mathieu hasn't quite dominated the second half as he did the first. Benzema and Bravo would make up two of my top three. Trying to think who would be number three.
83' - Suarez's shot comes across the six-yard box and past the far post. Neymar has been great in possession, but been poor in shooting. He is replaced by Rafhina.
I appear to have missed a substitution. Jese has replaced Isco.
86' - SAVE! Messi picks out Alba down the centre who tries to toe poke it under the keeper, but Iker Casillas parries it out for a corner! Real are keeping in this game!
Barcalona have had 16 shots. Real have had 13.
87' - Another save from Casillas! The ball is played back for Messi who fires near post, and Casillas gets low to his right to save! In other news, Lucas Silva replaces Luka Modric.
Modric was probably my third man for MOTM Nominations.
90' - Real have three minutes of added time to equalize. Barcalona have three minutes of added time to either hang on or put the game to bed.
90+2 - Real's wing backs have pushed up so far, it looks like they're playing a 2-6-2. Suddenly we're back in the 40's.
It doesn't look like Real are getting a point out of this. Barcalona are going four points ahead on top of the table.
FULL TIME: Barcalona 2 - 1 Real Madrid | Mathieu (19'), Suarez (55'); Ronaldo (31')

So excited to see what I get. Sent my victim fellow bookit lover my absolute favorite memoir. Anyone else send their book yet?