Reading John Locke for poli sci. My two majors really don't go together. In fact, I think they're contradictory. Psych and poli sci. What the heck. I should have went into sociology but I don't feel like turning around and starting all over.

I don't think I want to be a clinical psychologist anymore. Too complicated and too risky (in so many different ways) for something that I probably won't love doing. Hmm, what else?

All last week, I've been having an Inu Yasha marathon. The series kind of gets repetitive and if it's not that it's dark and depressing, but I like it. I especially like the antics between Sango and Miroku, the perverted Buddhist monk. I think Sango rocks. If only I can run around throwing huge boomerangs at bad guys. I also made a weird connection. I'd get annoyed everytime Sango's little brother (who is undead and possessed) came into the story. It'd bug that crap out of me. Why do they have to bring back zombie boy and make her all depressed every couple episodes? Why was it so annoying? Because I have a rabid devil possessed brother.

Come to think of it. I don't think about my brother much. I guess it's better that I don't. I'd just start worrying about my mom and then I wouldn't get anything done. Just gotta move on I guess.

Stupid blogger. It lost the past few months of archives I had. Well it didn't really lose it. It can't find it. I can find it on through looking at the calendar thingy but it doesn't show up in the archive settings. I checked out Blogger tech support or whatever but it turns out it's totally useless unless you're a paying user. Stupid capitalist. On it's main page, Blogger boasts of 1 million users with voices or something.. but really if you're having problems using your voice with blogger and you're not paying, then you're not going to get help.

Maybe they'll figure it out. The error report thing said that if you're not a pro user they may never get to your query. Wow, comforting.

So Xab visited me this weekend. And now he's gone. I just have to survive another few days and maybe I'll see him next weekend. I seriously think he's a drug that I'm have withdrawal pains with. Anyway, we spent a lot of time cooking. I had to take notes. Kinda sad. I have a mind for useless college information that I probably will never use the rest of my life but I can't remember crap when it comes to cooking, which is needed for eating which is essential to being alive. Hmm, what else? Saw minority report. It was good as an action movie but I was expecting a more philosophical or political bent to it but they didn't spend too much work on that. Oh well.