Got fired today from the best and most fun job I've ever had. Don't know why, they refused to tell me.
Thursday, April 29, 2004
Friday, April 23, 2004
No fun and exciting sporn lately, mostly just yucky ones.
I have had an upper respitory infection since Wednesday. The doc put me back on the miracle asthma drug called Singular to see if it indeed was causing the last upper respitory infection which lasted over a month - that really really sucked. So I was taking this one drug called Advair which is the new form of the 2 inhalers I've been taking for years and I wasn't getting sick from the Singular. After the Advair ran out I went back to using my normal inhalers because I had already bought them (and they are expensive) and 2 days later I get sick again. So my doc finally got back to me today and refilled my presriptions for me and told me to try the Singular with only the Advair and see if I get sick again....I will do this AFTER school is done because I am not getting crappy grades just cause my doc doesn't think this medicine is causing the sickness.
I have been talking to many car sales people and I spent many hours last Saturday car shopping. Almost got a new Mitsubishi Lancer and got a heck of a deal offered but I stood my ground because it was looking day, not buying day. I picked up a brochure on Ford Focuses at the Earnhardts in Awautukee, and browsed thru options and models to find the absolute perfect car for me. I want a Ford Focus ZTS in Light Tundra. I will stand my ground thru any sales pitches to get it. One guy from Lou Grub Ford proposed customized building of my car since he could not find any ZTS's in Light Tundra in Arizona that did NOT have a leather interior. Who would want leather in Arizona anyway? I don't want to pay an extra $900 to pry my skin off of the seats with a crowbar, its just not pleasant. He said there's only a $500 down payment to make the car and that is just so that they know I'm serious about buying it since its a custom order. Then I go there and tell them exactly what I want, down to the fabric of the seats and its no extra charge. I get the car in about 3 months (just in time for my birthday) and pay for it when its done. I am super excited cause I wasn't planning on actually buying the car til August anyway. This is the best of all worlds! Oooh I cannot wait to have an mp3 player/cd player in the car, whee!
Laura from work and I came up with an interesting punishment of criminals of the future. We thought that instead of jail time, murderers and other convicts that have commited hanis crimes but do not get the death penalty (ie., the 25-lifers) should be forced thru the court system to have their brain removed from their body and switched with a severely disabled person's body. That way, the convict cannot hurt anybody because they will be bed and/or wheelchair-ridden and the handicapped person will have a chance at a new life in the healthy convict's body. I think this would be fair retribution. This idea is now being copyrighted and Laura gets 20% of the profits.
ATTENTION NICKELBACK HATERS OF PORTUGAL: You are reFUCKINGtarded!
I heard on the radio last week that Nickelback was on tour in Portugal and during their 2nd song they started getting pelted by rocks. The lead singer said "Do you wanna go home or do you wanna hear some rock and roll?" This was met by more rocks hitting him, the band, and the microfone (the audio clip was played on the air while the dj was talking about it). So they thru their shit down and left...I say good for them! So yeah, a bunch of stupid idiots in Portugal spent minimum $50 on Nickelback tickets to throw rocks at the band. God they are stupid. Mike suggested that from now on every interview conducted by Nickelback should end with the lead singer giving the camera the finger and saying "oh yeah, and fuck Portugal!" I agree that this would be more than appropriate. I'm not a big fan of this band but I don't change the station when they come on the radio....but geez...well, at least the band got the stupid Portugeses' money. The only band I am truely angry at (still), is the Violent Femmes...I spent a good deal of my money several years ago on concert tickets and risked my life in a huge crowd-surfing mosh pit only to hear 2-3 songs before they walked off stage because someone threw a fucking shoe (and it wasn't even aimed at them). What a fucking waste of money, stupid Violent Femmes and their pansy-ass attitudes. And I was in the second row too. :( I hate all the people that ruin good concerts, but sometimes its the band's fault too. Now I can't even listen to them on the radio or mp3s because it makes me too angry. Violent Femmes suck-ass as much as Popov. See the special bonus video of my "Lilith in a Box" party to understand that reference.
That's it for me for now - LAN party is tomorrow starting at 5pm, bring meat if'n ya wanta grill.
I have had an upper respitory infection since Wednesday. The doc put me back on the miracle asthma drug called Singular to see if it indeed was causing the last upper respitory infection which lasted over a month - that really really sucked. So I was taking this one drug called Advair which is the new form of the 2 inhalers I've been taking for years and I wasn't getting sick from the Singular. After the Advair ran out I went back to using my normal inhalers because I had already bought them (and they are expensive) and 2 days later I get sick again. So my doc finally got back to me today and refilled my presriptions for me and told me to try the Singular with only the Advair and see if I get sick again....I will do this AFTER school is done because I am not getting crappy grades just cause my doc doesn't think this medicine is causing the sickness.
I have been talking to many car sales people and I spent many hours last Saturday car shopping. Almost got a new Mitsubishi Lancer and got a heck of a deal offered but I stood my ground because it was looking day, not buying day. I picked up a brochure on Ford Focuses at the Earnhardts in Awautukee, and browsed thru options and models to find the absolute perfect car for me. I want a Ford Focus ZTS in Light Tundra. I will stand my ground thru any sales pitches to get it. One guy from Lou Grub Ford proposed customized building of my car since he could not find any ZTS's in Light Tundra in Arizona that did NOT have a leather interior. Who would want leather in Arizona anyway? I don't want to pay an extra $900 to pry my skin off of the seats with a crowbar, its just not pleasant. He said there's only a $500 down payment to make the car and that is just so that they know I'm serious about buying it since its a custom order. Then I go there and tell them exactly what I want, down to the fabric of the seats and its no extra charge. I get the car in about 3 months (just in time for my birthday) and pay for it when its done. I am super excited cause I wasn't planning on actually buying the car til August anyway. This is the best of all worlds! Oooh I cannot wait to have an mp3 player/cd player in the car, whee!
Laura from work and I came up with an interesting punishment of criminals of the future. We thought that instead of jail time, murderers and other convicts that have commited hanis crimes but do not get the death penalty (ie., the 25-lifers) should be forced thru the court system to have their brain removed from their body and switched with a severely disabled person's body. That way, the convict cannot hurt anybody because they will be bed and/or wheelchair-ridden and the handicapped person will have a chance at a new life in the healthy convict's body. I think this would be fair retribution. This idea is now being copyrighted and Laura gets 20% of the profits.
ATTENTION NICKELBACK HATERS OF PORTUGAL: You are reFUCKINGtarded!
I heard on the radio last week that Nickelback was on tour in Portugal and during their 2nd song they started getting pelted by rocks. The lead singer said "Do you wanna go home or do you wanna hear some rock and roll?" This was met by more rocks hitting him, the band, and the microfone (the audio clip was played on the air while the dj was talking about it). So they thru their shit down and left...I say good for them! So yeah, a bunch of stupid idiots in Portugal spent minimum $50 on Nickelback tickets to throw rocks at the band. God they are stupid. Mike suggested that from now on every interview conducted by Nickelback should end with the lead singer giving the camera the finger and saying "oh yeah, and fuck Portugal!" I agree that this would be more than appropriate. I'm not a big fan of this band but I don't change the station when they come on the radio....but geez...well, at least the band got the stupid Portugeses' money. The only band I am truely angry at (still), is the Violent Femmes...I spent a good deal of my money several years ago on concert tickets and risked my life in a huge crowd-surfing mosh pit only to hear 2-3 songs before they walked off stage because someone threw a fucking shoe (and it wasn't even aimed at them). What a fucking waste of money, stupid Violent Femmes and their pansy-ass attitudes. And I was in the second row too. :( I hate all the people that ruin good concerts, but sometimes its the band's fault too. Now I can't even listen to them on the radio or mp3s because it makes me too angry. Violent Femmes suck-ass as much as Popov. See the special bonus video of my "Lilith in a Box" party to understand that reference.
That's it for me for now - LAN party is tomorrow starting at 5pm, bring meat if'n ya wanta grill.
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Friday, April 16, 2004
My car battery died this morning and just clicked at me when I turned the key in the ignition, how irritating! It has been dying for two months now and it couldn't have waited til the weekend! Oh well, I'm $55 poorer and have a working automobile once again. Thank goodness today is payday.
The other day the automatic soap dispenser at my fancy new job's bathroom kept spitting soap out at me even though I wasn't near it....I think it was trying to tell me that I am unclean.
My left knee is hurting increasingly more every couple of days, I think I may have to break down and see the doc about it...especially since this knee is not the one that is world renowned for dislocating every once in a while. But speaking of my "bad" knee, it tried to pull its trick again last night but I stopped it before it could pop out all the way. I know going to the doc will be a waste of time, he's either going to tell me he has no idea and won't know unless we go in there and do some exploritory surgery OR he will tell me that my left knee is having sympathy pains for all the pain my right one will cause me soon.
Mike D is having a party tomorrow night, prolly won't go to that cause Mike's mom is in town. Then we got my LAN next Saturday and Kirstin is having a party the following Friday. Don't think I've ever experienced so many pre-finals' parties in a row. Its time to leave work soon, I think I will go to the front desk for the last 10 minutes.
The other day the automatic soap dispenser at my fancy new job's bathroom kept spitting soap out at me even though I wasn't near it....I think it was trying to tell me that I am unclean.
My left knee is hurting increasingly more every couple of days, I think I may have to break down and see the doc about it...especially since this knee is not the one that is world renowned for dislocating every once in a while. But speaking of my "bad" knee, it tried to pull its trick again last night but I stopped it before it could pop out all the way. I know going to the doc will be a waste of time, he's either going to tell me he has no idea and won't know unless we go in there and do some exploritory surgery OR he will tell me that my left knee is having sympathy pains for all the pain my right one will cause me soon.
Mike D is having a party tomorrow night, prolly won't go to that cause Mike's mom is in town. Then we got my LAN next Saturday and Kirstin is having a party the following Friday. Don't think I've ever experienced so many pre-finals' parties in a row. Its time to leave work soon, I think I will go to the front desk for the last 10 minutes.
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Wednesday, April 14, 2004
Jason says that he wished he got my sporn emails because mine are funnier than his. So in the interest of entertaining everyone, here are my favorite subject lines out of today's 93 new emails:
1) "Stupid girl tasting horse"
2) "Turn your spud into a stud" - I get a few of these per week
3) "Passions in the Farm"
Now we can all benefit from ASU selling my email addy! Expect more later, they just keep on coming!
Its been an ok day so far. Ever see a movie where at some point a bus of hot chicks in bikinis pulls up to 2 guys and want them to come with them on their bikini tour? Didn't think it actually happens though right? Well it doesn't. BUT...I had a similar experience today. I was walking across the ASU campus going to work and this bus pulls up to me, a guy hangs out the door holding two SOBEs and says "do you want a SOBE?" That is when I looked at the bus and it was covered in painted green lizards with "SOBE" written on the side. I asked which one and he said either so I picked the non-opaque one, I seem to not like all the opaque flavors. And then the bus kept going. I was pretty dumbfounded, but happy nonetheless. It totally made up for the irritating wait of the 69 car train that kept me from getting to school...I'd like to punch whoever thought it was a good idea to put an active train track on the busiest streets that lead to the biggest university in the state...and yes, I did count the number of cars, I had nothing better to do.
I think I may be starting to like the weekdays more than the weekends...which is scary. With the exception of last Sunday, the last 2 weekends have been pretty crummy. Me and Mike saw a lot of movies and ate at good food places but something was lacking and I can't put my finger on it. But last Sunday was great. Chris invited us over to his mom's house for a wonderful Easter lunch. Then he and Ryan were nice enough to come with me and Mike to put room for rent flyers all over MCC. Afterwards me and Mike did homework and then went back to his house and started up a new PS2 game that Jason lent me called "Jak and Daxter." It was so fun that I didnt even touch the food Mike put in front of me til he asked the second time in about 10 minutes if I would eat at least a few bites. I did open the Citrus Drop without him having to remind me of that. We must have played for about 3.5 hours and I was so tired when I went home I could barely see straight. We will continue the game tomorrow night after Mike gets out of Latin class - I cannot wait.
I also loaded up on the reduced price left-over Easter candy. Two large bag fulls for only $12! Its not all for me, some of it is for Mike, some is for the rats and some is for you if you can solve the puzzle in this picture: http://www.public.asu.edu/~bob1wzrd/pictures/hashiparty3-13-04/ and then click on "870.jpg". Ah the power of blackmail material - but what fun is it when you are compelled by the guilty party to take it down? Ehhh!
I still need a roommate! You can have Easter candy! Please?!?!
Oh, and Chris, if you are reading this you are a pervert! Pretending you are assleep on the couch is just dirty. You owe me $10 now.
FYI: I'm having a LAN party on Saturday the 24th starting at 5pm. It will be fun and so you must come. That's all I can think of right now.
1) "Stupid girl tasting horse"
2) "Turn your spud into a stud" - I get a few of these per week
3) "Passions in the Farm"
Now we can all benefit from ASU selling my email addy! Expect more later, they just keep on coming!
Its been an ok day so far. Ever see a movie where at some point a bus of hot chicks in bikinis pulls up to 2 guys and want them to come with them on their bikini tour? Didn't think it actually happens though right? Well it doesn't. BUT...I had a similar experience today. I was walking across the ASU campus going to work and this bus pulls up to me, a guy hangs out the door holding two SOBEs and says "do you want a SOBE?" That is when I looked at the bus and it was covered in painted green lizards with "SOBE" written on the side. I asked which one and he said either so I picked the non-opaque one, I seem to not like all the opaque flavors. And then the bus kept going. I was pretty dumbfounded, but happy nonetheless. It totally made up for the irritating wait of the 69 car train that kept me from getting to school...I'd like to punch whoever thought it was a good idea to put an active train track on the busiest streets that lead to the biggest university in the state...and yes, I did count the number of cars, I had nothing better to do.
I think I may be starting to like the weekdays more than the weekends...which is scary. With the exception of last Sunday, the last 2 weekends have been pretty crummy. Me and Mike saw a lot of movies and ate at good food places but something was lacking and I can't put my finger on it. But last Sunday was great. Chris invited us over to his mom's house for a wonderful Easter lunch. Then he and Ryan were nice enough to come with me and Mike to put room for rent flyers all over MCC. Afterwards me and Mike did homework and then went back to his house and started up a new PS2 game that Jason lent me called "Jak and Daxter." It was so fun that I didnt even touch the food Mike put in front of me til he asked the second time in about 10 minutes if I would eat at least a few bites. I did open the Citrus Drop without him having to remind me of that. We must have played for about 3.5 hours and I was so tired when I went home I could barely see straight. We will continue the game tomorrow night after Mike gets out of Latin class - I cannot wait.
I also loaded up on the reduced price left-over Easter candy. Two large bag fulls for only $12! Its not all for me, some of it is for Mike, some is for the rats and some is for you if you can solve the puzzle in this picture: http://www.public.asu.edu/~bob1wzrd/pictures/hashiparty3-13-04/ and then click on "870.jpg". Ah the power of blackmail material - but what fun is it when you are compelled by the guilty party to take it down? Ehhh!
I still need a roommate! You can have Easter candy! Please?!?!
Oh, and Chris, if you are reading this you are a pervert! Pretending you are assleep on the couch is just dirty. You owe me $10 now.
FYI: I'm having a LAN party on Saturday the 24th starting at 5pm. It will be fun and so you must come. That's all I can think of right now.
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Wednesday, April 07, 2004
This is sick: http://msnbc.msn.com/id/4685961/ ... seriously, why do people do this shit to themselves? That "I'm now trendy" excuse is total bullshit, you just spent at least $600 mutilating your eye for crying out loud!
I've messaged 92 people on roommates.com, got 4 replies, 1 who actually set up a time to come look at the house, called during that time saying he had to go to work early, set up a new time and then never showed. This is quite irritating, it shouldn't be this hard to find someone!
My knee decided to act up again today, it is quite sore and a bit swollen but at least I can walk without crutches. I was showing Chris2 how to do the hip part of belly dancing because he couldn't do it. I told him just let your hips follow your knees...and then my knee cap followed my hip while the rest of my knee stayed put. As always it immediately returned to its rightful place but a little damage has been done. Luckily I had barely any weight on it when it happened! Odd thing is that my other (left) knee has been hurting all week...this is so confusing! I either have 2 bad knees, or my left one is having pre-emptive sympathy pains. Whee, hobling all over ASU!! Not that this is new, my freshman year of high school I sprained my right knee 3 times in 5 months, the first 1 wasn't too bad, though I'll never go ice skating again, I could still walk that night. The other 2 times, I tore the ligament (same one) and was on crutches for a week and physical therapy for 2 months. Then I did it again my freshman year of college, approx. Nov. '98 during a fencing match. I'm afraid to be a freshman again. Is there a freshman of Graduate school?
I came home yesterday to a house that was freezing, horray for air conditioning! Its finally fixed! Last night it was 65 degrees in the house! It makes me so happy.
Rat experiment is chugging along. I'm on the final day of the 1st (of 2) parts of the actual experiment, as opposed to training. I should be done by Sunday, assuming everything goes ok. So far the evidence from the trials everyday have provided much empiracle support of my hypothesis: "Animals communicate and can tell each other how to solve puzzles or problems even if they don't do it thru observing each other". My teacher is very intriged with my work and how its going, she even requested that I email her some of the stats that I have. I smell a very high A headed towards me; this paper is worth more than 2 tests worth of points.
Aileen's dad did my taxes and said "ok" when I told him to get his $50 from Aileen who owes me a good deal of $$ from taking off. I said she can pay half a months rent plus a cleaning fee since she didn't clean the whole thing which comes to $230 OR I can take her to court for breaking her lease and that grand total with court costs is prolly over $1000. She can pick which one she wants to pay...I am still being too nice, I know. On the negative side, instead of getting $900 back like I was expecting, I get to pay about $100. This would be a good time to mention the big money troubles I'm experiencing because of the stupid AC and meanie-head Aileen. I will have to review all the paperwork tax crap and make sure I understand why its about a thousand less than I was expecting. I'm so stressed. I need hugs. Please send me hugs. I can't wait til this semester is over and I'm making boat loads of money and everything will be happier in the realm of owing money.
My knee decided to act up again today, it is quite sore and a bit swollen but at least I can walk without crutches. I was showing Chris2 how to do the hip part of belly dancing because he couldn't do it. I told him just let your hips follow your knees...and then my knee cap followed my hip while the rest of my knee stayed put. As always it immediately returned to its rightful place but a little damage has been done. Luckily I had barely any weight on it when it happened! Odd thing is that my other (left) knee has been hurting all week...this is so confusing! I either have 2 bad knees, or my left one is having pre-emptive sympathy pains. Whee, hobling all over ASU!! Not that this is new, my freshman year of high school I sprained my right knee 3 times in 5 months, the first 1 wasn't too bad, though I'll never go ice skating again, I could still walk that night. The other 2 times, I tore the ligament (same one) and was on crutches for a week and physical therapy for 2 months. Then I did it again my freshman year of college, approx. Nov. '98 during a fencing match. I'm afraid to be a freshman again. Is there a freshman of Graduate school?
I came home yesterday to a house that was freezing, horray for air conditioning! Its finally fixed! Last night it was 65 degrees in the house! It makes me so happy.
Rat experiment is chugging along. I'm on the final day of the 1st (of 2) parts of the actual experiment, as opposed to training. I should be done by Sunday, assuming everything goes ok. So far the evidence from the trials everyday have provided much empiracle support of my hypothesis: "Animals communicate and can tell each other how to solve puzzles or problems even if they don't do it thru observing each other". My teacher is very intriged with my work and how its going, she even requested that I email her some of the stats that I have. I smell a very high A headed towards me; this paper is worth more than 2 tests worth of points.
Aileen's dad did my taxes and said "ok" when I told him to get his $50 from Aileen who owes me a good deal of $$ from taking off. I said she can pay half a months rent plus a cleaning fee since she didn't clean the whole thing which comes to $230 OR I can take her to court for breaking her lease and that grand total with court costs is prolly over $1000. She can pick which one she wants to pay...I am still being too nice, I know. On the negative side, instead of getting $900 back like I was expecting, I get to pay about $100. This would be a good time to mention the big money troubles I'm experiencing because of the stupid AC and meanie-head Aileen. I will have to review all the paperwork tax crap and make sure I understand why its about a thousand less than I was expecting. I'm so stressed. I need hugs. Please send me hugs. I can't wait til this semester is over and I'm making boat loads of money and everything will be happier in the realm of owing money.
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Friday, April 02, 2004
So today I learned how to view private feedback, I still have no idea who left it though...I'll never be a Private Eye Dectective. :(
Things of noteworthy interest:
Aileen is gone. Yup gone. She must have gotten confused about how to tell me because she mistook giving me a written 30 day notice (which is required by her lease) for a scribbled note on my desk 3 days before the end of the month to explain why half her stuff was gone. She also didn't finish cleaning and told me she may have time in a week and a half to clean. Um yeah, so she broke her lease, gave me barely any notice, and started moving while I was at work. My patience is up with her, no more mister nice Michelle. And boy have I been super nice. All I get for going out of my way to accomodate her and her money trouble is to be bent over and screwed. Not in a nice way either. So I am searching desperately for a roommate. I msged over 60 people from roommates.com and got 2 answers. I put up flyers around ASU and also hung a "room for rent" sign on my front gate. Any prospective roommate will get a party thrown in their honor...cmon please!
Sure will be fun trying to explain to a potential roommate that the AC is still broken but it will be fixed soon. Side note: I need an entire new unit. The warranty people have approved it and we are waiting for the parts to be delivered. I am starting to be able to tell the difference in the temperature just based on sweating. The other day I was sweating less than normal while not at all moving around and I looked at the thermometer and it said 84 instead of 86, damn I'm good. This morning I woke up not sweating and was content at the temperature in the house because ITS A RAINY DAY. Huzzah! Thermometer read a mere 78 degrees and I was jumping for joy, even though it was 8 in the morning.
I got an A on my last test in my psych class "Analysis of Behavior." I thought I was doomed when the teacher walked in and said it was the worse test scores yet and she was worried about us....and then proceded to thank the few people that got A's so she knows its not her that is causing all the stupidity. I, like my teacher, gave waaaaay too much credit to the "people" in my class. By "people" I mean the species are suppose to have a decent sized frontal lobe....but I think most of my classmates traded their frontal lobes for something shiny or perhaps for a chance to be on one of the many sucky reality tv shows. So after we went over the test, we broke off into groups of 3 to do group activities. Normally I like these activities for the sole reason that anything we get right is extra credit....and apparently these "people" need it, but this turned out to be what I'll put simply as "the dumbest psychology major students ever." And when dumb gets together, the following happens: We were asked to list 5 examples of negative reinforcement and then answer this question: "which is used more often in our society, negative or positive reinforcement?" While this seems to be something that would be done in psych 101, my other 2 group members surely popped some blood vessels trying to come up with some crap that didn't even make a coherent sentance. But for some god-forsaken reason, they understood each other perfectly!! I rattled off 2-3 examples so that we could get the show on the road and was met by complete opposition from my group. I was totally dumbfounded and somehow we got into an argument on the basic definition of negative reinforcement....as if it were argueable? Its a definition, it doesn't fucking change! So I just put my head in my hand, closed my eyes, and stopped talking til we got the teacher over to settle the argument. I don't think I'll ever forget the look on her face when she was listening to the other 2 rattle off what can only be described as incoherent crap. She looked like she wanted to ask them if they were either 1) in the right class? 2) completely retarded? 3) had even bothered to buy the book? But also she had this look like she didn't want to be mean and didn't know how to tell them that they are soooo far away from the correct definition that one would wonder if they could even pass the electronic stapler test. (For those of you who do not know the stapler test, please ask.) My group then told me to say my examples, so they could get the teacher's disapproval as well and she pointed at me and said "that's exactly right." So then we finally were able to get the assignment done. Afterwards we were just chatting and my group members were bitching about how much they hate this class and guess what!? The guy in my group is graduating with a psychology degree this semester and has already gotten accepted to grad school. These are the experiences in life that make me think it may not be all that hard to get into grad school. They accept people who don't even know the definitions to basic psych terminology so I should be a shoe-in!
The rat experiment is going ok so far. I completed the 15 days of training the rats to not be scared of being out of the cage and to eat when food is presented. They are still a bit skidish but not even close to the first few days. I am currently "magazine training" them which basically means that I am training them to go where I want them to go by placing no obsticals in the way of the food. Currently they just have to climb up 3 increasingly taller boxes and then eat what they want. Later, I will not have the boxes right next to each other and they will have to problem solve how to get up to the tall box. The answer is that they need to push the boxes back together. The dependant variable is the amount of time from when I place them on the table to when they get to the top and start eating the food. Should be on that by Sunday at the most. The experiment with the cats is simple and will only take 4 days, I'll do that after I'm done with the rats. I was thinking the other day that if my hypothesis on animal communication proves to be right, I wonder what my chances of getting my study published are? And if by some miracle, some journal cared to publish something by a loley Bachelor Degree person, my chances at grad school would skyrocket! So now what used to be just a simple research paper due at the end of the semester has become possibly my career saviour. I'm excited, once I finish and write up a first draft (the methodology section is already pretty much done, just need to tweak it a little) I should ask my teacher to see if publication is even possible. Eeeeee!
K, that's enough for now, my wrists hurt.
Things of noteworthy interest:
Aileen is gone. Yup gone. She must have gotten confused about how to tell me because she mistook giving me a written 30 day notice (which is required by her lease) for a scribbled note on my desk 3 days before the end of the month to explain why half her stuff was gone. She also didn't finish cleaning and told me she may have time in a week and a half to clean. Um yeah, so she broke her lease, gave me barely any notice, and started moving while I was at work. My patience is up with her, no more mister nice Michelle. And boy have I been super nice. All I get for going out of my way to accomodate her and her money trouble is to be bent over and screwed. Not in a nice way either. So I am searching desperately for a roommate. I msged over 60 people from roommates.com and got 2 answers. I put up flyers around ASU and also hung a "room for rent" sign on my front gate. Any prospective roommate will get a party thrown in their honor...cmon please!
Sure will be fun trying to explain to a potential roommate that the AC is still broken but it will be fixed soon. Side note: I need an entire new unit. The warranty people have approved it and we are waiting for the parts to be delivered. I am starting to be able to tell the difference in the temperature just based on sweating. The other day I was sweating less than normal while not at all moving around and I looked at the thermometer and it said 84 instead of 86, damn I'm good. This morning I woke up not sweating and was content at the temperature in the house because ITS A RAINY DAY. Huzzah! Thermometer read a mere 78 degrees and I was jumping for joy, even though it was 8 in the morning.
I got an A on my last test in my psych class "Analysis of Behavior." I thought I was doomed when the teacher walked in and said it was the worse test scores yet and she was worried about us....and then proceded to thank the few people that got A's so she knows its not her that is causing all the stupidity. I, like my teacher, gave waaaaay too much credit to the "people" in my class. By "people" I mean the species are suppose to have a decent sized frontal lobe....but I think most of my classmates traded their frontal lobes for something shiny or perhaps for a chance to be on one of the many sucky reality tv shows. So after we went over the test, we broke off into groups of 3 to do group activities. Normally I like these activities for the sole reason that anything we get right is extra credit....and apparently these "people" need it, but this turned out to be what I'll put simply as "the dumbest psychology major students ever." And when dumb gets together, the following happens: We were asked to list 5 examples of negative reinforcement and then answer this question: "which is used more often in our society, negative or positive reinforcement?" While this seems to be something that would be done in psych 101, my other 2 group members surely popped some blood vessels trying to come up with some crap that didn't even make a coherent sentance. But for some god-forsaken reason, they understood each other perfectly!! I rattled off 2-3 examples so that we could get the show on the road and was met by complete opposition from my group. I was totally dumbfounded and somehow we got into an argument on the basic definition of negative reinforcement....as if it were argueable? Its a definition, it doesn't fucking change! So I just put my head in my hand, closed my eyes, and stopped talking til we got the teacher over to settle the argument. I don't think I'll ever forget the look on her face when she was listening to the other 2 rattle off what can only be described as incoherent crap. She looked like she wanted to ask them if they were either 1) in the right class? 2) completely retarded? 3) had even bothered to buy the book? But also she had this look like she didn't want to be mean and didn't know how to tell them that they are soooo far away from the correct definition that one would wonder if they could even pass the electronic stapler test. (For those of you who do not know the stapler test, please ask.) My group then told me to say my examples, so they could get the teacher's disapproval as well and she pointed at me and said "that's exactly right." So then we finally were able to get the assignment done. Afterwards we were just chatting and my group members were bitching about how much they hate this class and guess what!? The guy in my group is graduating with a psychology degree this semester and has already gotten accepted to grad school. These are the experiences in life that make me think it may not be all that hard to get into grad school. They accept people who don't even know the definitions to basic psych terminology so I should be a shoe-in!
The rat experiment is going ok so far. I completed the 15 days of training the rats to not be scared of being out of the cage and to eat when food is presented. They are still a bit skidish but not even close to the first few days. I am currently "magazine training" them which basically means that I am training them to go where I want them to go by placing no obsticals in the way of the food. Currently they just have to climb up 3 increasingly taller boxes and then eat what they want. Later, I will not have the boxes right next to each other and they will have to problem solve how to get up to the tall box. The answer is that they need to push the boxes back together. The dependant variable is the amount of time from when I place them on the table to when they get to the top and start eating the food. Should be on that by Sunday at the most. The experiment with the cats is simple and will only take 4 days, I'll do that after I'm done with the rats. I was thinking the other day that if my hypothesis on animal communication proves to be right, I wonder what my chances of getting my study published are? And if by some miracle, some journal cared to publish something by a loley Bachelor Degree person, my chances at grad school would skyrocket! So now what used to be just a simple research paper due at the end of the semester has become possibly my career saviour. I'm excited, once I finish and write up a first draft (the methodology section is already pretty much done, just need to tweak it a little) I should ask my teacher to see if publication is even possible. Eeeeee!
K, that's enough for now, my wrists hurt.
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