127.0.0.1 is the loneliest number.

I really would like this shirt, because it makes me laugh. However, I feel it would join my collection of geektastic shirts that alternately get me weird looks or people stopping me on campus pointing and jumping up and down and going “O.M.G. WHERE DID YOU GET THAT?” (This would actually be fairly cool if these random people didn’t actually spell out ‘O.M.G.’) The Han Shot First shirt is especially good for this reaction.

Anyway!

I’ve been insanely busy this week, between meetings and classes and my assistantship. But somehow I managed to write a 3500 word essay on video games, the perception of games as less, the violence/sexuality debate, and the deviance of adult female gamers. And how they aren’t really deviant, but society refuses to wake up and smell the next-gen consoles. I might post it at some point, if people are interested. It’s not anything really publishable, but it’s a memo for my thesis. For those who don’t actually do qualitative research, memoing is basically something you do throughout every step of the process. You write theory, you write observations, you write reactions, you write basically everything up. I love writing, but sometimes it’s enough to make me remember why positivism is so popular. (Not that I’m not doing a pretty heavy quantoid project this semester — ordered probit and trend analysis, anyone? — but…)

Oh, and I did a crapload of work for the union. Yep. Here at SIU we’ve got a graduate assistant union and just finished bargaining our first contract, but there’s still a lot of work to do to strengthen the union and truly create an environment of solidarity and just working conditions. I’m actually going on a retreat this weekend to plan and organize. I’m looking forward to it, it’ll be fun (and hey, it’s paid for, including free booze and food) but I’m also not sure I want to spend three days in close contact like that. Oh well! Too late to back out now, I’m a union officer (head of the stewards council), so it’s sort of part and parcel of leadership.

I’m sure you all don’t want to hear me babble about that.

In other, er, virtual news, the Devil May Cry 4 demo was fun but… same-old same-old. Rock Band drums are difficult; I just can’t get that foot pedal down. I’m fine with the pads but whenever I have to hit the pedal, whoops, there goes all my rhythm.

The Mighty Boosh is hilarious.

Typing numbers on a laptop really sucks.

In a moment of utter and blissful geekitude, I spent the last, oh, five hours playing with random variables in the General Social Survey (GSS) 2006 data to see what weird and random things I could find out. Now I have to stop because my shoulders hurt from the oddly stooped position I’ve been sitting in, the cat wants attention, and I think I want to spend some time baking. And possibly some time cleaning. And relaxing. I’m ahead on work. For now. I suppose if I really wanted to be ahead I could get started on my crim lit review. Or work ahead into some ANOVA stuff for stats, since my brain was apparently eaten by the Correlation Monster.

Or I could actually write that post about games that’s been in my brain for ages. But I probably won’t. I’m lazy. I’ll write it up tomorrow while I’m waiting between class and appointments.

In other news, I apparently got a tuition scholarship. Heh.

…I could read an actual book. Of fiction. Must resist urge to go to bookstore. Must. Resist.