I haven't posted in so long, but I don't know where else to say something like this.
A local guy was shot and killed on Monday. Not even REMOTELY April Fool's, ok. He lived across the street from my grandparents, and they often hired him to help them out with odd jobs. Stacking their firewood, mowing their lawn, that kind of thing. He helped me to move my cousin's stuff out of her old apartment. His name was Curtis, and he was a few months younger than I am. Really good guy. The bastard who did it was caught, some 16 year old punk. Witnesses saw the two arguing, nothing too serious- Curtis turned away, and the kid shot him in the back of the head. It was in broad daylight.
People really disgust me sometimes. Shit like this should never, never happen.
So I finally got a Twitter account so I could more easily follow Stephen Fry, Neil Gaiman, and Phil. Then I added Hugh Laurie.
Then I saw the correspondence between @hughlaurie and @bobbysean.
Ok, I'ma be honest, my icon is a thoroughly accurate depiction of my reaction.
Hey! It's that time again! I feel like I'm home free, really. My major paper is WRITTEN. I have three finals next week, but I already feel prepared. A speech tomorrow or Friday, but MEH. I have so much extra credit in that class it's absurd. Jon will be here on Monday. Then I AM GRADUATING WTF. No worries until April, when I find out if I actually got into grad school, heh. I... I try to laugh. But I have no real contingency plan in place in the event I don't get in. HAHA.
I'll just make sure to get in. Yeah.
Can you tell it is PROCRASTINATION TIME?
Hey, guess who hasn't posted a quizzy thing in forever?
doraell posted exactly twenty things he was thankful for, and I thought that was a pretty good start. I could go on for a long, long while... but let's give it a go!
The good health of the lot of them
The opportunities I have- school- and career-wise
The awesome research I've taken part in
The comfort of my own brand of non-faith
Fog and rain
All the books in the world, even the silly ones
Peace of mind in my own house and home
The ability to travel
The fact that I totally enjoy holidays like this!
Today I'm going to start painting my room, then the family's over at 4:00. Foooood. Everyone have a good Thanksgiving. Canadians and other, have a good Thursday!
OMG national rickroll
I just had a really interesting participant in my study. He came in quite cheerfully and filled out the surveys, then told me that while his class only required three hours of research participation, he had taken part in six. Not to be a keener, but rather because he didn't see psychology as a legitimate science and wanted to experience our so-called 'research' for himself.
I really respect that.
Psychology ISN'T that great as a science. I honestly don't consider myself a psychologist. I'm a behaviorist- one who greatly respects the professionals that have come before, but one who sees the domain as it is now in a rather poor light. People like Zimbardo, Seligman, and Milgram are the ones I admire. They tried their damnedest to approach the field as carefully and as scientifically as they could- even quite cold in their methods. But their results were, on the whole, abused and misconstrued by the public and even by their colleagues.
Now Skinner, and to a slightly lesser degree Watson- those guys changed the world. Whether or not anyone knows or accepts it yet, heh. But their discoveries can be APPLIED. They aren't just ideas floating around in the collective consciousness. We're scientists, damn it, not philosophers.
I hope my participant finds what he's looking for and doesn't disparage ALL fields of psychology. Though frankly, with the evidence stacked against us by the 'social' sciences, I wouldn't blame him if he did.
I've been having a really hard time already not giving a prominent middle finger to all the homophobic, bigoted bastards out there. Today will be fun. Whee.
I hate that this is marring the mind-blowing victory that is OBAMA... But I try to have such faith in California, and it failed me pretty badly this time.
The thing that horrifies me most is that, frankly, it will have little effect on ME... but I'll be looking right at my friends being denied rights that ever other American has. Some of my homosexual friends and acquaintances got married quickly, just in case the worst happened, as it did. I wonder what their situation will be now.
I wish I could be like Schindler. Or the freakin' Underground Railroad. Helping... but I voted and campaigned and I don't know what else I can do.
CHANGE IS POSSIBLE!!!