booty made out of straws so you can SUCK MY ASS
Interesting day today. I got to own pretty hard in cognitive neuroscience, which is always really gratifying. I can tell some of the other psych students aren’t used to being this far toward the tip of the iceberg with their course material.
After class, I got to see my old friend Jo. After 3 years, I had wondered how much we had really connected before she left, but she has kept up with me online, and I was so glad that she still thinks of me as a good friend. It shaped up to be an awesome trip to Sidetracks because the waitress gave me my coffees for free, and Kim did the same with a slider she didn’t finish!
I had to run straight from there to work at Methods Consultants, which was cool because I was introduced to some new software that will be incredibly helpful in a doctoral program. Aside from working a lot with Prezi, I also got some resources on a scientific typesetting system called Latex, and later on, I get to learn how to use the statistics openware, “R.”
As a break from tweaking personal statements, I hit the rec center and got to do a heavy leg day for the first time after a little break. I thought I would be more wrecked because I usually overdo it, but I am extremely relieved to have gotten my deadlift back over 225 without a problem.
This is gonna be another one of those times where I try to get back into journaling my inane shit on tumblr rather than a format where people feel more pressure to respond. PEACE
finished my banner today. as i said last night, “i deal with the patriarchy every day, so i DESERVE glitter, y’know?”
happy to sleep under this thing every night.
I can’t think of anyone I’d rather smash the patriarchy with.
being a person who relies heavily on physical affection while also being a person who does not get very much physical affection is a lil exhausting and saddening
this describes me
Literally all she did was point out misognyistic tropes in a video games, and this is the aftermath. Men continually prove feminism correct and necessary.
I am certain that I will never complete a PhD program if I am this severely isolated. Thinking about how last year went makes me shudder to imagine even the next few months like this.
Living entirely alone sucks. Working too much to affiliate with classmates sucks. Studying too much to affiliate with coworkers sucks. Having only one regular source of social interaction sucks. I never thought I would be this alone at this point in my life. I feel like I must have done something wrong, and though that seems illogical, it becomes easier to believe the sadder I get.