In all seriousness, and jokes aside, I'm being far too optimistic about tonight. I mean, I'm still eating, so I must know the chances lie low. If I do see him, no holds barred, I'm going to behave like a normal person.
Ok, so for my psych lab, we have to practice writing a "methods" section of a pretend paper. We have to basically work on getting the style down, and that means including as much detail as possible -- we were told to make up a lot of the numbers and things that would be necessary in a real study. But I feel weird tossing in arbitrary numbers for the ethnic makeup of this group of children.
A work of art is an invitation to love.
Updated On: 2/6/06 at 01:25 PM