Men in Black and Turkish Coffee

The morning is quiet and still; we're basking in the fact that it's 11:30am and we have nowhere to go. Five of us girls are spread about the livingroom on our laptops facebooking, entering data, reading the news, letting our brains just rest. I'm curled up among a zillion pillows, Turkish coffee steaming beside me - the most powerful coffee in the world, I'm sure - Josh Groban is on repeat, and I'm being careful not to let my feet touch the floor too much. A massive cockroach scuttled by last night, crawled up the tall bookcase facing the couches, and camped out on top waving its skinny antennae as it watched us. Eeep.

Men in Black moment! I need his fearlessness....and shiny, black, cockroach squishing shoes. 

I've spent the morning perusing the UCSD course catalogue and emailing academic advisors. I discovered the sociology department has a strong research component to it, complete with great professors and practical applications for personal interests. At least that's what it says on paper and I'd really like to explore it. As intense and frustrating as this program is, it's made me realize sociological/epidemiological research is *fascinating* and I want to do my own. But I want to learn to do it right (our questionnaire right now has at least 6 of the 8 biases we're learning to avoid), and the UCSD classes sound like exactly what I need. The more I learn here, the more I realize how little I know, so naturally I want to take them all. Soooo, trying to figure out how to pull that off. I'm just gonna be a professional student.

Or maybe I'll go into osteopathic medicine. 

Or maybe I'll just go make more Turkish coffee and take a shower.