Mediocrity, Thy Name is Claudia
So YET AGAIN I’m having a dilemma about school. I really, really don’t have any idea what I do. If I stay, I’ll be miserable for approximately five years, but if I leave, I’ll regret quitting for the rest of my life. I can’t figure out which one would be worse as of right now.
Why am I having such a hard time with this? I think one of my biggest roadblocks in all of this has been my fear of what others will think. “She’s too stupid to get through grad school.” “All the other schools were right in rejecting her.” “She’s a quitter.” I know that sounds pathetic, but it’s something I worry about, especially if I want to get a job at the Census and/or get a Philosophy MA or PhD.
Anyway.
It got to the point tonight where the decision was so 50/50 that I realized the only way I was going to solve my dilemma was to utilize the old coin flip. I relied on an online coin flipper (because manual coin-flipping is biased slightly in several different ways—look it up, it’s interesting), with heads being “leave” and tails being “stay.”
This exercise proved three things to me. First, when the coin came up “tails” and I went on flipping it until it came up heads (three times, by the way), it proved that I really did have a preference.
Second, it proved that what I was actually looking for was an excuse—an excuse to get off this track I had so meticulously set for myself—and that I was so desperate for this excuse that I would count an online coin-flipper’s outcome as my ticket to freedom.
Third, it proved that I’m unlikely to do anything anytime soon about it, because that’s just the way I am. I like to finish what I start. If I don’t, I hate myself even more.
So here we sit.
And here I am.
I don’t even know what else to say.
Sorry, it’s been a bad day.
Today’s song: Glitter in the Air by P!nk
“Robo-Puppy commencing two-hour yipping session!”
YAY DRAG SHOW, it’s been way too long. I missed all of you awesome people.
I also missed Shari’s.
I especially missed going to Shari’s with all of you awesome people (+ new friend Nathan!).
I knew I should have brought Claude’s clothes, but by the time the taxi came, it was 4 AM and I’d completely forgotten to pack them. Sorry y’all.
Anyway, it was super fun. We need to hang out again before I leave!
Today’s song: Dancer by Woodhands
Say wha?
Yay for hearing/pitch discrimination tests!
Tone Discrimination

Not too bad.
Tone Deafness

Haha, my memory blows.
Musical – Visual Connection

Yay!
Today’s song: Millennium by Robbie Williams
Tukey is not a lunch meat
DECIET AND LIES, it doesn’t stop raining long enough to make time lapses that fail to include rain!
Unless this was taken in the summer, in which case I can’t say anything yet. The “this rain is constant and is beating your soul into the gutter” weather was slowly dying down when I left yesterday. And that rolling fog thing happens on campus every once and awhile.
Haha, I like how I get back here and then watch time-lapses of the city I just came from.
Today’s song: War by Mean Tambourines
MEN’S FIGURE SKATING = BEST THING EVER
Haha, I like how I left Vancouver and now I’m at home watching the Olympics on TV. Funny.
Men’s figure skating is my favorite event. Always has been.
And JOHNNY WEIR’S BACK! I FREAKING LOVE Johnny Weir. Why? Example:
SO sexy. Words cannot describe. The fact that he’s skating to Lady GaGa doesn’t help.
Also, Evgeni Plushenko is gorgeous. Haha, sorry, I need a boyfriend.
Today’s song: Mr. Pitiful by Matt Costa
Olympics underway!
YAY Olympics! I love the Olympics, I always have. I think it’s pretty damn awesome that I got to saw the flame/insane crowds/other Olympic-related insanity.
I ALSO ENJOY THE LOGOS BECAUSE I’M LIKE THAT.
And we can always rely on the good contributors to Wiki to keep this as up-to-date as the news.
I also like to look at the flags. I like flags.
That is all.
Today’s song: Puppy Love by Scandy
I think I just won the gold medal in Sensory Overload
There’s a sort of freakish excitement of knowing that the Olympics are going on all around you (well, on most sides, at least).
Kate and I went downtown since we’re done with grad school horribleness for a few weeks.
There are SO MANY PEOPLE HERE. Here are some pictures.

This is why Stong’s is awesome.

Cambie Street/BC Place, where a lot of the events are happening.

More downtown insanity.

GIANT MAPLE!

Flags outside of the Olympic cauldron fence. It was the bluest sky I’ve ever seen.

Olympic flame! Yes, they fenced it in. Yes, people were bitching.
ALSO: we saw part of the Swiss team. It was pretty awesome. That is all. Fun day.
Today’s song: Someone to Love by Tofer Brown (quite fitting for Valentine’s Day, isn’t it?)
Are you ready for another emo Valentine’s Day blog? GOD KNOWS I AM
So I’d save this blog for tomorrow, but we’re going down to check out Olympic stuff and I’ll probably have something to say about that. Plus, I’m feeling extra super cynical this afternoon and there’s no better time to blog about Valentine’s Day than when you’re feeling so down.
Ready?
Go!
Every Valentine’s Day (except for the last one) it’s the same thing: why the hell am I single? I am not a bad person. At least, I’m pretty sure I’m not. There aren’t any people I hate, and when I dislike someone, I try to at least be nice to them, if not rationalize my way into liking them for some facet of their personality. I’m open-minded. I really am. Whatever your approach to life is, I won’t judge it, even if I don’t agree with it (unless you’re antagonistic about it/start attacking MY way of life…THEN you get an argument). I think I’m nice. I’m socially aware. When I’m in a group, I look around to see if everybody’s happy or if everybody’s having a good time. If they’re not, I try to figure out what I can do to change things. I certainly have drive and direction in my life. I can be super serious when necessary, but I can also be fun. You all know this. I can make enough puns to induce vomiting if I’m allowed to. I don’t know if I’m smart, but I’m very good at thinking (if that makes any sense at all) and can talk about a wide range of things for quite some time, if people like.
Maybe it’s because I’m shy. But I’m not that shy, especially if someone else strikes up a conversation first. Am I too school/career-oriented? Does that scare people off? Is it because I look weird? Do colors scare people? I know I’m not the most attractive person in the world, but I certainly try to NOT look like crap.
I don’t know. All I know is that I’m not a bad person.
So why am I all alone?
Whatever. Now I’m really depressed. I’m going to watch Apollo 13 and draw.
Today’s song: Reasons by To Have Heroes
If an apple tree falls in the forest, does it still keep the doctor away?
So the thrill of the blogs working again came before we all went to dinner for Alyssa’s birthday.
Ben and I made more stats jokes than either of us care to admit.
We continued said stats jokes into a game of Apples to Apples (which I had never played before, but enjoyed very much). Dick Cheney was also referenced several times.
We also discussed Jeremy’s awesomeness, for he speaks to the variables he writes on the whiteboard. I’m not kidding. “Let’s call this one ‘Cself.’ Cself. Cself run. Run, self, run! Can you tell who didn’t get a lot of sleep last night?!”
Awesome.
Today’s song: Preface by The Shanghai Restoration Project & Di Johnston
Oh hey, look what’s working again
Well look who’s back.
While MySpace has made it appear as such, I have NOT stopped hemorrhaging blogs. They’ve simply been bleeding into one obscenely long Word document (389 pages, give or take the few pages of stupid titles I’ve been saving up) since April 2008.
665 days—or 1 year, 9 months, and 25 days—worth of blogs.
Yeah.
Visual proof, zoomed out to 10% (and also to test if the site I’m now using for pictures actually allows images to show up on my blog):
Edit: just took a chunk of it ‘cause Vaio II’s screen is too big and manly and wide to display everything without stretching my blog page. Aw, yeah.
So.
My plan (not that anyone cares) is to get about a month of these up per day (starting tomorrow), but who knows how that will go. I may not even be able to get another one up for another 665 days (though that was partially my own fault). I suggest you either unsubscribe and re-subscribe later once the deluge has passed (if you so desire to re-subscribe, of course), or attempt to NOT get annoyed by 28+ “Claudia has posted a new blog!” messages per day for about 22 days.
Or get annoyed by them anyway, since you probably don’t check this everyday in anticipation of my blogs reappearing.
Also, time for MASSIVE MYSPACE PROFILE AND PICTURE REVISION (will occur later today/tonight/tomorrow). Hahaha, my old mood and header title thingy are still accurate, though.
Anyway.
Edit: Damn, I almost forgot my formatting style. It’s certainly been awhile.
Today’s song: Lakme: Flower Duet by Leo Delibes [you’ll figure out what this is all about in ~20 days]
Oh, APA…
“DSM-5: The Future of Psychiatric Diagnosis”
Does that read like a movie poster headline to anyone else?
DSM-V, The Movie: Let No One Escape Diagnosis!
I can see the plot now: “Tim Feltcher’s new job lands him in the town of DSM-V, a quirky little settlement amid dozens of other settlements across the American Midwest.
Upon settling down and living in the town for a few days, however, Tim notices there’s something odd about it. His office mate spends an obscene amount of time in the bathroom washing his hands. His neighbor shouts at imaginary passers-by and often warns him of bats flying through the neighborhood, even though there are never any to be found. His new girlfriend, Becky, stutters incessantly; his boss is too afraid to come out of his office for board meetings.
Tim wonders how he could feel out of place in a town so full of strange and different people. Then one night, just before he drifts off to sleep, it hits him: he is normal.
It isn’t long before Tim is contacted by Steve, a masochist who claimed that he escaped the town because “he no longer fit the manual.” Curious, Tim breaks into Town Hall late one night and discovers, under the floorboards of the mayor’s office, a large book. After strategically dodging the sleepwalking mayor, Tim gets away with the book and meets up with Steve.
It turns out that the people of the town live by the book—that every individual who resides there must be diagnosed with at least one disorder mentioned. The disorders are inflicted upon people by telling them they’re exhibiting problematic symptoms and then placing them on a series of placebo vaccines that help create the illusion that they truly are sick and require treatment. Steve recalls that the book has been revised multiple times, and that back when DSM-III became DSM-IV, he was able to escape between the time that his old diagnosis had been removed and a new one had been put in its place.
Tim decides right then and there that he has to get out of DSM-V. However, the next day he is brought to the mayor’s office and told that he’s been showing signs of post-traumatic stress disorder and that he must be given vaccines to help combat the further “infection” of the illness. Upon looking for the book, the Mayor discovers it missing! Tim jumps out of the office window [insert overly dramatic movie scene here], sprints back to his apartment, grabs the book, and rendezvous with Steve on the outskirts of town.”
OH GOD, IT’S A CLIFFHANGER PLOT, HOW WILL THEY SAVE THE TOWNSPEOPLE?!
Haven’t thought about that part yet. Maybe they burn the manual.
Hey, at least I didn’t make a poster. A possible NaNo, but no poster.
Today’s song: Raise Your Hands by Bon Jovi
Greek letters as broken down by meanings in Statistics: a subjective and torturous endeavor
Included are only the letters I’ve used often…not kappa or zeta or anything else that often just stands for a random variable.
Least scary to scariest. Go!
μ
Good old population mean…you never let us down. The first moment, the best moment, the easiest moment.
π
Proportions! I like proportions. They can be tricky sometimes, but overall they’re pretty basic.
ε
Error! You don’t really ever have to calculate this…you just have to account for it and/or make sure it’s not correlated with anything else.
ρ
Rho! Correlation! Reliability! Looks almost exactly like a p when you write it in print! I like correlation. Correlation is easy and unthreatening, assuming you know what its limitations are.
α
Type I error, level of significance, or Chronbach’s alpha, a measure of reliability. Not too scary on it’s own, but can be confusing when mixed with small beta.
σ
Oh look, it’s the population standard deviation. Hello, population standard deviation. Small sigma isn’t really anything else ever (except standard error, but that’s fairly similar conceptually)…square it and you get variance…that’s about it.
τ
Kendall’s tau, another correlation coefficient. It’s nonparametric, which makes it awesome. Also, since it’s nonparametric, it’s easy to calculate.
β
Itty bitty beta! Regression coefficients, Type II error, or beta distribution for Bayesian insanity. It’s good if you can interpret it, scary if you can’t.
η
Effect size! Easy when you’re just screwing around with means and normal distributions, but a really big pain when you have to deal with itty bitty delta as well.
χ
Oh god, the chi-square distribution…what fun that is. Usually used for ANOVA-related purposes, and ANOVA is evil. The distribution itself is kinda cool, though.
ω
Weights or lengths of vectors…it can be either one! Flashbacks to Multivariate Analysis where we had to make orthogonal vectors of various lengths.
δ
Noncentrality parameter is noncentral (haha, sorry, I had to). This thing is scary as hell to deal with when you’re trying to make confidence intervals, especially when you have to use a different noncentrality parameter for each bound.
λ
OH GOD OH GOD EIGENVALUES HOLY HELL!
ALSO: happy birthday to Sean!
Today’s song: Who Wants to Live Forever by Queen
A Day in the Life of a Covariance Matrix
Not really, but it would make a good Flash, don’t you think?
“Don’t make me divide by the square root of the product of my two variances, mom! I’m not ready to become a correlation!!”
Anyway.
STUMBLEUPON IS DOWN, OH GOD!
There’s only one thing to do in this situation.
You’re now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!
You: Are you there, Omegle? It’s me, God
Your conversational partner has disconnected.
You’re now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!
You: Are you there, Omegle? It’s me, God
Your conversational partner has disconnected.
You’re now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!
You: Are you there, Omegle? It’s me, God
Your conversational partner has disconnected.
You’re now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!
You: Are you there, Omegle? It’s me, God
Your conversational partner has disconnected.
You’re now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!
You: Are you there, Omegle? It’s me, God
Your conversational partner has disconnected.
(Yes, this happened FIVE TIMES in a row)
You’re now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!
You: Are you there, Omegle? It’s me, God
Stranger: ooooooooo
You: Did I create you while I was dreaming during my 7th day nap?
Stranger: b what ur figure
You: Holy
Stranger: no its size
You: Infinite
Stranger: no its joking
Stranger: pls said
You: The Lord does not joke
Stranger: are u female
You: I am genderless
Your conversational partner has disconnected.
Also:
Dear Facebook,
We know you’ve been through some rough times as of late. The world’s changing and, well, we know you want to keep up with its demands. But you have to believe us when we say that we love you for who you are at the website level, not the layout level.
So please stop changing your damn layout.
Sincerely,
The Public
Today’s song: To Modern Science by The Black and White Years
An Important Announcement
I have been and will continue to pronounce it “two thousand ten.”
Who gives a crap how you say it, anyway? WHAT IS THE BIG DEAL?
That is all.
Today’s song: The Spell by Feed Me
In this blog: Tom Hanks is a badass
Seriously.
He supports same-sex marriage, he seems pretty damn modest for being as big of a star as he is, he supports NASA, and has a freaking asteroid named after him.
How cool is that?
Also, my poster got accepted for the APS (Association of Psychological Science) convention! I shall be going to Boston to talk about fit indices in May.
Anything to get out of this bog called Vancouver.
Today’s song: The Heartache Can Wait by Brandi Carlile
Put the bucket on your head and DANCE!
Because this has renewed my will to live.
You’re now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!
Stranger: hi
You: DISCONNECT FOR YOUR OWN SAFETY, I AM AN STD
You: DO IT
You: OH GOD, YOUR GENITALS
You: YOU’RE DOWNLOADING HERPES, DISCONNECT! DISCONNECT!
You: H
You: E
You: R
You: P
You: E
You: S
You: Congratulations! You have herpes!
Stranger: i got a webcam, but you’re not like a kid are you?
Stranger: god im super fucking bored, you got a webcam? lets have some fun, i wanna dance xD
Stranger: alright well im gonna try and invite you to my webcam session thing ok?
You: Dude, you have just downloaded HERPES and you want to celebrate?
You: Sick
You: Good luck explaining this to your girlfriend
Stranger: ok, accept this http://www.freecamlink.net/OmegleCam?accept=ariella its free like omegle, but with webcams, so its awesome
You: I want no part of your herpes party!
You have disconnected.
You’re now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!
Stranger: 18 m usa
You: 87/f/…
You: …um…
You: Damn Alzheimer’s
You: Where am I again?
Your conversational partner has disconnected.
Stranger: i am china
You: YOU’RE China?!
You: Nice to meet you!
You: Holy crap, I never thought I’d get to meet China!
You: I’m the Ukraine!
Your conversational partner has disconnected.
You’re now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!
Stranger: AUTO ALERT: YOU ARE CHATTING WITH A REGISTERED SEX OFFENDER. THEY DO NOT SEE THIS MESSAGE. PLEASE DISCONNECT IMMEDIATELY
You: OH SHIT SEX OFFENDER
You: OFFEND ME!
Stranger: what?
Stranger: fuck how’d you know!
Your conversational partner has disconnected.
You’re now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!
Stranger: hey
You: PEDESTRIAN IN THE CROSS WALK OH FUCK WATCH OUT
You: Sorry, PTSD
Stranger: fuck
Your conversational partner has disconnected.
You’re now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!
Stranger: hi
You: YO
You: MY NAME IS CAPTAIN CAPS LOCK
Stranger: Okay then…
You: WHAT IS YOUR NAME, FELLOW PATROLLER OF TEH INTARWEBS?
Your conversational partner has disconnected.
Today’s song: 22 by Lily Allen
The Best Omegle Conversation Ever
You’re now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!
You: SHAMWOW!
Stranger: IMA DINOSAUR!
Stranger: MRAA
Stranger: SOAK ME UP!
You: SHAMWOW attacks DINOSAUR, +693 DAMAGE!
Stranger: DINOSAUR SUMMONS PIZZA DEMON +700 DAMAGE
You: SHAMWOW uses ABSORBANCY SHIELD! +300 DEFENSE
You: SHAMWOW unleashes GUSH OF STORED WATER! SHAMWOW MISSES!
Stranger: DINOSAUR USES FLASH GRENADE -400 HISTORICAL ACCURACY!
Stranger: DINOSAUR GNAWS ON SHAMWOW
Stranger: CRITICAL HIT!
You: DINOSAUR attempts to BUY SHAMWOW! -three easy payments of $19.95!
You: SHAMWOW is hurt!
You: SHAMWOW absorbs HEALING POTION!
Stranger: DINOSAUR USES HEALTH POTION
You: SHAMWOW uses DIPLOMATIC TRAINING!
You: DINOSAUR is CONFUSED!
Stranger: DINOSAUR ATTEMPT TO SLAP WITH TINY RAPTOR ARMS
Stranger: DINOSAUR MISSES
You: SHAMWOW punches with 200% of its own power in BITCHSLAP FIGHT with DINOSAUR
Stranger: DINOSAUR SHOOTS DRAIN CLEANER AT SHAMWOW WITH ONE SECOND PLUMBER!
You: DIRECT HIT!
You: SHAMWOW FAINTED!
You: TRAINER sends out SLAPCHOP!
Stranger: DINOSAUR RUNS IN FEAR
Stranger: TRAINOR SENDS OUT
Stranger: KOOL AID MAN
You: OOOOHHHHH YEEEEEEEEEEEEAHHHHHHHHHHHH!
Stranger: KOOL AID MAN DRENCHES SLAPCHOP IN GRAPE FLAVOURED KOOL AID
You: SLAPCHOP uses SLICE N’ DICE ACTION!
Stranger: CRITICAL HIT!
Stranger: KOOL AID MAN FAINTED
Stranger: TRAINER SENDS OUT BILLY MAYS’ GHOST
You: SLAPCHOP FAINTED from SHOCK!
Stranger: BILLY MAYS DOES VICTORY DANCE
You: TRAINER: “I knew this day would come, BILLY MAYS…”
You: TRAINER: “For you see, I’ve known you for a long time…”
You: TRAINER: “I am your sworn enemy, VINCE SHLOMI!”
Stranger: TRAINER: “This battle is not yet over! For I have a secret weapon!”
Stranger: TRAINER: “A VULNERABLE PROSTITUTE!”
Stranger: TRAINER: “TEMPTING ISN’T IT?”
You: TRAINER: “AGH! Damn you, BILLY MAYS!”
You: TRAINER: “Can’t…resist…”
You: VULNERNABLE PROSTITUTE uses UNWELCOMED MEDIA EXPOSURE!
You: CRITICAL CAREER HIT!
You: VINCE is out of useable PRODUCTS!
You: VINCE blacked out!
You have disconnected.
Best. Converastion. Ever.
Today’s song: Dildo by Interactive (this song deserves mention. A song whose lyrics consist entirely of “dildo” repeated ad nauseum, “put-it-in, put-it-in, put-it-in, put-it-in!” and “wow-wow, wig-ah-da, wig-ah-da” has to be put to an insane electronic beat to be even remotely fun to listen to)
God, do you people remember these?
“I got boob tonight!”
Today’s song: Symphony 1 in The Barrel of a Gun by Emily Wells
Claudia vs. The Unstapled Assignments: Round 2
Why don’t these people staple their homeworks?
Seriously, is it that hard to do?
Is a sighting of a stapler that rare up here? It’s not like they don’t sell them at, say FREAKING STAPLES. You can buy small ones that FIT IN YOUR DAMN PENCIL CASE!
Hell, I have one. It probably cost me at most $7. I can’t remember, since I bought it so long ago.
And l love how people think “folding the corner over” works. None of the 300 or so variations of “can I just fold the papers over?” have worked, especially when you have to shove your assignment into my mailbox, which may contain as many as 49 assignments already.
These SPSS assignments are about 20 points each. I think “staple your goddamn work” should be a 2-point demand on the next one.
Haha, they should devote an entire lab to it: “Today we’re not going to look at SPSS. Instead we’re going to look at this device: it’s a STAPLER. It HOLDS PIECES OF PAPER TOGETHER, which has been shown in empirical studies to help slow the progression of TA insanity. Practice with staplers may also improve your manual dexterity and help you look like less of an idiot by demonstrating that you understand the concept of binding things together with a small piece of metal.”
OH MY GOD.
Today’s song: Toe Jam by The BPA
January Music Review
Well, it’s January 31st and I have officially reached the end of the first month of 2010 with a new song for each day of the year.
Now it’s time for statistics!!!!
Graph of genres

Mean song length: 4:08
The five-stars: Disorganized Fun by Ronald Jenkees and Happy Up Here by Royksopp
On to February!
Today’s song: Baptized by Fire by Spinnerette
It’s Saturday night: do you know where your sanity is?
Yet another weekend alone with nothing exciting to do.
Solution: self-pity, colored pencils and an extremely detailed drawing that won’t be finished without another 100 hours poured into it, and Cast Away.
Peh.
Today’s song: Sweet Lady by What Made Milwaukee Famous
Blog 1,370: holy crap, that’s a lot of blogs
Today at the Dubar Rec Center:
I heard a conversation between two girls on the treadmills (they were walking, hence their ability to converse semi-normally) regarding using Christian songs in workout playlists. One girl made a very strong argument similar to “hearing about the coming of Jesus makes you run faster so that you won’t miss it.” Then the one Christian song I have on MY workout playlist came up on shuffle and I just had to quit.
Today’s song: Invincible by Muse
