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Have you ever really listened to Cake? They make me smile. (Short Skirt, Long Jacket.)

So I felt like blogging, but I really not sure what to say. I envy the blogs that are more daily journals... I feel I should head that direction instead of continuing on the infrequent obscure blogging path I've created.

On that note... I ... well, um... went to class today?

I talked last night online with a ... friend of a friend. Basically he had a huge crush on the friend, I was brought in to be the temporary shrink, and when the other relationship nose-dived, ours has continued. (Also understood as him still IMing me for free two cent advice.) Although, come to think of it, I don't know how much of a shrink I am to him. I'm basically serving up all of Scuba's advice to me... the advice that I usually don't listen to until after the fact. It's funny how the solutions to other people's issues seem so clear, but when they happen to be the exact same solutions to my problems... I wonder why I still have those problems. I guess what last night taught me was that I really should listen to Steve's advice more often, and probably re-think going to grad school for clinical (aka shrink) psychology. I hear that I/O psychologists make a hell of a lot of money, they travel a ton, and all I can think of is the woman in Charlie's Angels who sneaks into the corporation as an I/O psychologist (I think,) wearing the tight leather jumpsuit and cracking the whip as "Barracuda" plays in the background. The less ... glamorous version would involve creating tests and figuring out who the best people are for the company to hire. Like my two hour application for Joseph Beth Books. All the work of an I/O... personality tests, the works. I could do it. (Barracuda style....?)

We went to a thrift store this past weekend. I was along because we also stopped at the open air market in downtown Cincinnati, but got dragged along to the store. Usually I don't mind, they sell books for 25 cents, I can usually find a decent mystery novel. This time though I bought a Cincinnati Reds t-shirt, (small in kids, but it fits quite tight and looks cute,) three vases and a lamp. I'm not really sure what fueled my purchases. The vases I decided to paint, so they went from 45 cents each to about five dollars each after the glass paint was bought. Then the lamp is awesome... but I had to get a shade and some more paint... so it became ten bucks after that... I guess I don't understand the idea of thrift. Oh well.

Um. That's all for now.

Adios amigos.