RYN - 8/20/2001

I'm supposed to be doing homework, but it's.....

stagnating?

Yes, thank you.

And so I'm slacking a bit *chuckle*

She actually came with the name Freakie. At first it was Margarita, as she was born on Cinco de Mayo, but the girl I bought her from changed it because she has this strange way of holding her head tilted to the side. I didn't mind Margarita at all, but Freakie was so appropriate that I never changed it *chuckle* She also jumps off walls when I let her run around the room. And I know she was used to being called that..... even if I mostly call her baby girl anyway.

Ironically, if that's the appropriate word as I'm making an assumption on names, but I went to high school with John Davis.

And how did I find out? To cut a long story short, I have a Bachelors in Behavioral Psychology. I made a point to study it after I realized the voices were talking back in structured conversation. This was no Jiminy Cricket..... things were happening that I didn't have an account for.

Tell me about it *is still trying to put computer back together after the other night*

I had begun college as a PreMed student, heading towards being a Vet. After Organic Chemistry, I realized..... I didn't want to be a vet that much. I was a PsychoBio major for a little while, then I guess the irony of that struck and I went straight Psychology. I used my classwork as.... therapy, I guess, to evaluate myself and figure out what the hell was wrong. Convenient, I'll say.

Dissociative Identity Disorder is what fit the bill (that, or extreme schizophrenia to the point of massive reality devience, but I fit too many criteria for a multiple rather than simply an alternate perception of reality).

*finally gets that muse and goes back to writing essays on...... on....... has to check..... the Historical Overview of European Typography and Book Design...... oh joy..... and I know it will probably be more interesting than I think but it just sounds dry*