Fenghuang

Scandalous!

I guess, but it's complex and melodic. Not like the I'LL EAT TEN PUPPIES AND PISS IN YOUR CHEERIOS BECAUSE I'M REALLY REALLY DARK AND ANGRY rock that those hooliganish youths listen to.

A totally sweet and awesome band.

I'm not knocking Psychology knowledge-wise, there are still distant plans for a bachelor's in Psychology if and when I complete a Master's in Computer Science...but people that want to have a career with similar features to that of a psychologist and actually make money along the way go to med school and become a psychiatrist. Tale, if you actually want to do something in the field of Psychology I would suggest interning at a local office while you work on your license, assuming things work similarly in your area to how they do in California. That or the school thing, if you're at a big university you might be able to get your foot in the door with a Research Assistant position or some such.

It's not, psychology is a miserable profession to actually get a degree in if you want to make money. It's like being a pastor, teacher, or police officer. You do it because you want to help people. Or in the instance of a police officer you might also do it because you're a prick that enjoys inflicting power on other people, but I digress. My dad's an MFT, I was majoring in it before I switched to the computers, and my sister's going for a degree in it. Trust me.

He's had a Fatwah on him for how many years now? I don't see as how he would care much.

I like how nobody mentioned me at all. I'm not even hated by anyone. You all suck.

:D

Yes, no, IT jobs have a lot of downtime, thepixiesrock, Walsingham, shinmeko at Forumopolis, I don't have people I dislike on the internet, they're all entertaining to me.

Maybe I'm a splinter of your mind and you don't even know it. But seriously, what gave him that idea, I don't even have my Spider avatar anymore.

I stretched myself a little too thin over the weekend and I'm feeling it today. The weekend was fun enough though. Friday I finished up work, went to a party, and participated in various forms of alcohol and drug free debauchery. I got free dinner for driving drunk people around. I boxed with someone who's been boxing for several years, and even though it was my first time I didn't make a complete fool of myself, I went two rounds with him. I drank about eight Jones Sodas. After doing all this I took care of a girl who'd had way too much to drink for a couple hours because everybody else had had too much to care. The crummy part about doing this though, is that according to my friend I picked up the next morning, (I live five miles away from this place, so I went home to sleep while everybody else crashed there) she didn't even remember me. Stupid alcohol. Saturday I drove down to the Bay Area, visited a home for wayward boys I attended in my youth and had a chat with what few people were there on summer break. My exploits there are still talked about six years later. Then I proceeded to drive down to Larkspur to hang out with people from Forumopolis. Good times were had, Gnocchi & Cake was eaten, Guitar Hero, SSBM, Wii Sports, WarioWare: Smooth Moves, and Apples to Apples was played, and there was abundant nerdery. I drove home, got there by 4AM, and slept for a few hours. Then I tried to bust out some more stuff for this wretched group project, and sulked when I found out my partner had decided he had more fun things to do than work on it again.

Posting on the internet from work again. I am dead tired. Been working extra hard on a group project for school, my group is incompetent and lazy. There was a gorgeous redhead up on the eighth floor when I went up to get my daily soda, I think she's probably another student assistant. Need to figure out where she works. Tomorrow I go to hang out with people from the internet in the Bay Area.

Rock bottom tuition this year?

http://yirmumah.net/faux-news-alert/

Combustible, not flammable.

California?

Dang. Well I found out from a friend at school that comes from a rather rough background that you wouldn't even have to hotwire my car to steal it, the ignition can be used with a small pair of scissors. The car now has a club on the steering wheel I purchased this morning so at least the car itself should always be there when I come back for it. If it isn't the club has a $500 warranty. Which is about as much as the car is worth anyway.

My car got broken into today while it was parked at the lightrail station while I worked downtown. And by broken into I mean they opened the unlocked door and got in. I don't lock it because one of the two previous owners made the key out of the wrong blank, so it works in the ignition but not the doors or the trunk. I do not know the mechanics behind this, but it means I can try and figure out how to put new locks in, or I can pay a locksmith lots of money to make proper keys. Neither of these options fit my budget. I've not really worried about it because the car's a total scraper, looks like absolute garbage even though it runs well and gets awesome gas mileage. So I don't leave anything valuable in sight, and I figure nobody will give it a second glance right? Well that was the case for the past six months, but today they done broke in. The weird thing is, whoever it was sat down and made themselves comfortable, even though the car was parked in the sun and must've been unbearably hot. They moved the driver's seat forward, rummaged around in my glovebox, stole my $60 knife, and I found an empty soda bottle and a wrapper for a Peach flavored Philly in the floorboard under the glovebox. Even weirder is that rather than take the $120 power inverter I keep in the glovebox, they left it lying in the floorboard with the rest of the mess they made. Now I won't keep anything in my car except maintenance items (spare, jack/iron, various fluids) the CAT5 cable I saved from work, and my registration/insurance papers. Bastards.

Just let me know when you'll be up here next.

you sound like my Uncle... wait... he works on landlines. in other news, my bipolar mixed with clinical depression and my add to make one nasty little emotional ****tail that's made it EXTREMELY hard to get myself motivated to do ANYTHING, or work, and gives me just enough hope that I can watch the candle go out for the things that go bump in the night to come and eat my soul... oh and my 'rents are in China for another week and a half so my only outlet are two very angry cats (I lock them in at night and don't like to wake before 9 am... they want out at 6 am and make this known in the WORST way possible... by A)beating the tar out of each other, or B) beating the tar out of my arms. What are you doing tomorrow? Maybe we could go do something. Working... I got a day added because Mcd's store manager is currently "out of town" I have monday and tues off then wensday on, but Thursday and friday are in jeopardy because sombody above me decided that because I was such a wreck that they needed to pull my hours to that point.so I'm going to have some... interesting times this week. Oh and I got myself a 360. Dang.

A can of Canada Dry ginger ale. Yay Parkinson's disease!

The black dude, the white dude, that asian, that other guy, and whatshisface.

you sound like my Uncle... wait... he works on landlines. in other news, my bipolar mixed with clinical depression and my add to make one nasty little emotional ****tail that's made it EXTREMELY hard to get myself motivated to do ANYTHING, or work, and gives me just enough hope that I can watch the candle go out for the things that go bump in the night to come and eat my soul... oh and my 'rents are in China for another week and a half so my only outlet are two very angry cats (I lock them in at night and don't like to wake before 9 am... they want out at 6 am and make this known in the WORST way possible... by A)beating the tar out of each other, or B) beating the tar out of my arms. What are you doing tomorrow? Maybe we could go do something.

Dude, you're the same age as my sister.