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It just happened on me. I want to be a pyschologist!
Doctor Cramer! Sans medical school! How could life be more perfect? Psychology has everything that I love about Literature, History and Biology. Plus it would be greatb novel fodder. Someday I want to write a novel about a masochist psychologist who can also speak to ghosts. I can see it as a movie, with Hugh Laurie starring and Crispin Glover as his odd, twitchily unsufferable patient. Then I'll get to meet Hugh Laurie and we'll totally marry and go live on the moon because by then they'll have colonized the moon. (And Mars, but Mars will still be too expensive for the average Joe, and thus populated only by pretentious rich California expatriates who will walk their weensy dogs around in zero gravity, and, and... damn. Why wasn't this in my Ten Year Plan?)
Doctor Cramer! Sans medical school! How could life be more perfect? Psychology has everything that I love about Literature, History and Biology. Plus it would be greatb novel fodder. Someday I want to write a novel about a masochist psychologist who can also speak to ghosts. I can see it as a movie, with Hugh Laurie starring and Crispin Glover as his odd, twitchily unsufferable patient. Then I'll get to meet Hugh Laurie and we'll totally marry and go live on the moon because by then they'll have colonized the moon. (And Mars, but Mars will still be too expensive for the average Joe, and thus populated only by pretentious rich California expatriates who will walk their weensy dogs around in zero gravity, and, and... damn. Why wasn't this in my Ten Year Plan?)