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So apparently I became a rockstar overnight and no one told me. Christ; the last couple of days my phone has been ringing off the hook. Friends, faculty, work. I've become a hot topic, and everyone wants me for one reason or another. S'actually kinda...cool.
Right, so the last week or so, where to start. Well, the other day I got into a conversation about religion, politics, and philosophy with a bible-thumper at work. Was quite interesting, and miraculous that one of us didn't kill the other. I actually managed to have a somewhat civil conversation with someone who admittedly thinks I should contract AIDS and die and go to hell. I'd say that's progress on my part.
Erm, the Abnormal Psych professor that I hated so much has turned out to be a total quack, and I think I'm going to enjoy the course just so I can see what insane thing she'll do next. For a woman who's so proud of her Ph.D., I think it's funny that she can't pronounce Hippocrates (she pronounces it hippo-krah-tees with wrong emphasis on the wrong syllable.), and that she needed me to show her how to work the VCR. These things amuse me, but then again I've been told I'm an angry person who takes pleasure in certain people's misery.
I watched Firefly. Love it. Want more. Want it now.
Apparently I've developed allergies, because at the moment my entire body is in congestion mode. My eyes are dried out, my nose is stuffed up, my throat is dry and scratchy, and my ears keep popping. I can't wait for my meeting with Dr. Cleland to get over with so I can go home and drown myself in benedryl and crawl back into bed and take a nap before I go out tonight. I haven't had a drink in almost a full week, nor been anywhere but school, and I'm starting to get all twitchy and fidgety. I'm not a fan.
There was a bunch of other stuff I was going to post on, but I think my sinuses have officially closed the blood passage to my brain. So I'm going to go kill the next hour by getting my car washed and walking around campus. Should be high times.
love to all:)
Right, so the last week or so, where to start. Well, the other day I got into a conversation about religion, politics, and philosophy with a bible-thumper at work. Was quite interesting, and miraculous that one of us didn't kill the other. I actually managed to have a somewhat civil conversation with someone who admittedly thinks I should contract AIDS and die and go to hell. I'd say that's progress on my part.
Erm, the Abnormal Psych professor that I hated so much has turned out to be a total quack, and I think I'm going to enjoy the course just so I can see what insane thing she'll do next. For a woman who's so proud of her Ph.D., I think it's funny that she can't pronounce Hippocrates (she pronounces it hippo-krah-tees with wrong emphasis on the wrong syllable.), and that she needed me to show her how to work the VCR. These things amuse me, but then again I've been told I'm an angry person who takes pleasure in certain people's misery.
I watched Firefly. Love it. Want more. Want it now.
Apparently I've developed allergies, because at the moment my entire body is in congestion mode. My eyes are dried out, my nose is stuffed up, my throat is dry and scratchy, and my ears keep popping. I can't wait for my meeting with Dr. Cleland to get over with so I can go home and drown myself in benedryl and crawl back into bed and take a nap before I go out tonight. I haven't had a drink in almost a full week, nor been anywhere but school, and I'm starting to get all twitchy and fidgety. I'm not a fan.
There was a bunch of other stuff I was going to post on, but I think my sinuses have officially closed the blood passage to my brain. So I'm going to go kill the next hour by getting my car washed and walking around campus. Should be high times.
love to all:)