Word of the Day: soupçon I think, if I didn't want to be a writer when I grew up, I'd like to be an existential-phenomenological psychologist. Exctept I'd have to go to graduate school, and I'd want to go to Duquesne. You know, because it's the best. And it would be really hard to get in to, and then I'd have to be going to school for another ten years for my doctrate so I could be a fabulous existential-phenomenological psychologist. So I'll just stay an English major. So my paper's coming along well. I'm just procrastinating from it for a little while [more]. After I get done with that I plan on studying a little bit for biology and starting on the final that's due tomorrow night. Yesterday in Trad, Dr. Baldwin was talking and it was just so much like psychology. Everything I've heard or read or seen in the past week or so has reminded me of psychology. I took notes in Trad for my psychology paper. I can't get it out of my head! But I suppose that's a good thing, though. Hopefully it'll stay with me and help me later on.