Dinhternet

Not as catchy as Wal­ter­nate. (Yeah, I recently caught up on Fringe. It did get more inter­est­ing as they built up the mythol­ogy, so thanks to every­one who rec­om­mended that I give it a sec­ond chance.)

But any­way… as I switched from com­puter sci­ence to psy­chol­ogy, I thought about going into clin­i­cal psych work. But among other things, I was scared that I would be too tempted to mess with my patients. In another life, I could really see myself doing some­thing like this:

(from Sat­ur­day Morn­ing Break­fast Cereal.)

I would be the best psy­chol­o­gist ever. Until a for­mer patient killed me. Thu H, did you ever have this prob­lem dur­ing your training?

It was great last night to go out for Lil­lian L’s birth­day and to see her, Stacey F, Becca Y, Miyama I, Chris T, Tina K, Michael B, Linda C, Andrew M, and Thu H. Plus their friends. Peggy S, I’m sorry you couldn’t make it and hope that you and your car are OK.

Dur­ing the bar golf game, the chit-chat some­how hit the topic of Miss APhiO, and the fact that Chris T was a con­tes­tant. Appar­ently Tina K did not know this about him. We some­how got into desrib­ing his wardrobe, and some­one asked him, “So how did you like the heels?”

“They were great. They made my thighs…“
– Chris T, mak­ing some up-and-down hand ges­tures.
“Elon­gated?“
– Some­one, try­ing to be help­ful.
“Yeah, they made my thighs elon­gated, like cel­ery.“
– Chris T.

I’m pretty sure I did not mis­hear that, because I turned to Becca Y, the other sober per­son, to con­firm. Can any girls, or other Miss APhiO con­tes­tants, or peo­ple who know Chris T explain that com­par­i­son to me, please?

A white guy, a black guy, and an Asian guy go on a camp­ing trip. After hik­ing around for a while, the three of them decide to set up camp for the night near a big boul­der for shel­ter. The white guy turns to the other two and says, “OK, I’m going to gather wood and start a fire.” He turns to the black and says, “You go to the river and catch us some fish for din­ner.” Then he turns to the Asian guy and says, “You set up the supplies.”

Hours later, the white guy and the black guy are sit­ting around the fire with fish grilling over it. The white guy turns to the black guy and says, “Where’d the Asian guy go?”

The Asian guy jumps out from behind the boul­der and shouts, “SUPPLIES!”

Last night, Thu H and I were talk­ing about how our week­ends are fill­ing up because it’s the start of birth­day sea­son. We talked about my birth­day plans, too. Nor­mally, I don’t like to cel­e­brate my birth­day, and instead often rely on friends to throw sur­prise par­ties. It’s just another day of a long line of the same to me. But this year, because of the con­sid­er­able life changes I’ve been through, I do want to do something.

I’ve got a prob­lem, though… I’d rather chill at a house than do the whole bar/club thing, but I don’t have a place of my own to do that any more. Any sug­ges­tions? I’d like to have it in the Bay because that’s where I spend my week­ends now. Also, I’m think­ing of a din­ner as well. If I stay on track and hit my tar­get weight by my brith­day, I will cel­e­brate by eat­ing meat. You can help pick what type and be there to witness!

Oh, and also, I’m tired of suit­ing up. It’s fun once in a while, but I feel like that’s all we do now. Any ideas for an alter­nate theme? Per­haps Zim­babwe theme? Any­thing but East Bay theme.