Dr Sheldon Cooper for the win

24 03 2009

With less than three weeks left of term, you’d think I’d have spent the past week working diligently on my last few journals, term papers, and exams. Not so. Unfortunately (or, fortunately, I’d say) a friend of a friend of mine turned me on to The Big Bang Theory a couple weekends ago. It has since wreaked havoc on my already tight schedule.

First of all, how did I not know about this show?! I think I may have seen an ad on tv before, but certainly not in any way that the marketing appealed to me. Which is insane, considering this show was practically made for me. Nerds, video games, comic books, and thai food. That isn’t even to mention Sheldon Cooper. More on him in a minute.

If you haven’t been watching Big Bang you simply must catch up. They’re about three quarters through the second season (with a shortened season last year due to the writers’ strike) so there are I guess somewhere around 35 previous episodes to get through. Then new episodes air Monday nights. It has also just been signed on for seasons three and four, so no end in sight as yet.

Anyway, you would be treating yourself to hours and hours of witty, intellectual humour, endearing and spot-on characters, and all the geekedout references you can handle. I don’t claim to understand some of the sciencey stuff the boys ramble on about (physics is like magic to me), but I do love love love all the Star Trek talk. And Sheldon’s Doppler shift costume nearly killed me.

Which brings me back to my love. Ok, I generally like a guy whose neuroses are perhaps kept a little more under wraps, but I can’t help but wonder why there aren’t more insanely brilliant, good looking fanboys out there. Or if there are, where are they hiding? I guess between Halo Night, Klingon Boggle, and Saturdays spent doing laundry, it’s probably tough to find the time to meet me. The fact that I have also recently spent 90% of my free time, which is limited a best, sitting in watching Big Bang online doesn’t help either.

Nevertheless, I continue to hold out hope I will meet my very own Dr Sheldon Cooper some day. Maybe at Comic Con.

UberFanGirl





Learning how to blog is not writing an essay..

18 03 2009

Me = Student. Now = End of Term. Blogging… (where the eff do I get a “not equal to” symbol?)…

Ok, well, blogging does not equal doing school work.

Nonetheless, I will rationalize this as not-quite-as-bad procrastination, as I recently took a career path aptitude test, scored 98th percentile for Writing (means only 2% of people like writing more than I do), and so I decided I should start doing that immediately. Ermm, well, writing in the fun sense, that is, not writing in the being forced to critically analyze and compare Tolstoy and Kurosawa sense. So, Career Path Aptitude Test, this, My First Blog, I dedicate to you.

I actually rather enjoyed said career path aptitude test. It was long, it kept me from my studies for easily 30 minutes, and it was kind of informative. I mean, I already knew I had an interest in writing – despite the past 3 years of personal hell that is writing university papers – and I was fairly certain I never wanted to sell anything to anyone (1st percentile in Sales = not so keen). But my underlying interests in teaching and social work never occurred to me. It was also enlightening to discover that there are categories for ways we think. I’m apparently creative-analytical, which means I don’t like highly structured or rule-based work. I’m a think outside the box kinda gal. I also demonstrated a distinct distaste for jobs in which I would be required to be aggressive over persuasive. Good to know: no prison guard jobs for me.

The reason I took the test at all is that I’m in the final weeks of my third year in undergrad, and this summer is go-time for making decisions about post-graduate studies. I’m fence-sitting on law school right now; writing the LSAT in June, but unsure of the Afterward. It’s kind of intimidating, not just because it is a big life decision, but perhaps more so because my two most looking-forwardest events right now are a New Kids on the Block concert in two weeks (oh, Nostalgia!), and Comic Con in July. How am I supposed to picture myself a lawyer, when my biggest concern is ensuring that I find the time to see both Joss Whedon and Seth at the convention?!

Unless. Can people become FanLawyers?? **JD-esque daydream of me in one of those gray powdered wigs and a Supernatural Logo Babydoll-Tee, in court, the Judge is for some reason Dredd, and he’s not too happy with my choice of attire..** So that is probabnly a “no”.

But the career path aptitude test actually did suggest law and law enforcement as potential career paths, so I guess i’m not way off base. Obviously my LSAT results could just render the whole thing moot, since my GPA will need a good 85th percentile result to boost me into the “possible acceptance” category. So I’m playing wait’n’see. Except I don’t want to be one of these people who end up letting their circumstances choose their path for them. That’s how you end up in Dissatisfied With Work Land. I hear it’s no fun there. And job satisfaction was way up on my list of intrinsic values on the test.

On that note, I choose to grab this education thing by the horns, which means I’m off to discuss the universal quest for meaning in one’s life, as presented in Ikiru and The Death of Ivan Ilyich. Not an unfitting topic.

Potentially yours,

UberFanGirl