May 15, 2013 07:36
Well, after strafing down my friends list and spamming comments, I realized that I'm sufficiently bored and tired to make a post of my own. The third person who comments has a 50% chance of getting me to make a nonsensical story up as a comment on one of their journals in the 2 weeks following the comment. If the words on this comment make up 34% or more of the total words in comments on this entry, then the chance is 75%.
Now that I'm done writing things along the lines of Gliem's CPA review questions/rules, here's some meat. You like meat don't you? I like meat.
I'm poor, have no job, and basically just study, play video games, and work out. Super interesting! I'm actually a bit worried though. I'm moving out relatively soon (Dan is roomate hunting already :( ), probably to orlando but possibly to Ft. Myers. A change in plan means that if I'm eligible to sit for it in July, I will in fact attempt all 4 sections of the CPA exam in one window. This might sound stupid to some, but don't underestimate the study time of an unemployed insomniac.
What else...I got a root canal! Unlike normal people, this type of thing is not stressful for me. Actually, I had to resist the urge to hum while they were drilling my tooth in an attempt to get that shaking/humming noise going. Still, this means i'll be in town again on the 23rd for some capping action. Hot.
Oh, I bet everyone is dying to know if I stuck to the vest training. I will tell you, so you can sleep at night, which is when normal people sleep I hear. I am happy to report that I've gotten to the point where I can wear the vest around and not notice it. This also means that instead of getting burned in the 2 mile by a tall, slow girl, I can beat guys. Guys who are not running while carrying 20 pounds of "fat man" weight, which conveniently slaps on your lungs to further the challenge by restricting breath, mind you. The wrist weights are not possible to run with safely, but I wear those around too. They're a little tougher, but generally speaking I'm so much better athletically than a month ago (when I had a 5:25 mile) that it isn't funny. I want to test what I can do out now, so maybe I'll do that.
Since I'm moving to Orlando, of course I get to harass Shawna. Lately, this means asking her to set me up with one of her friends. It's fun to watch her squirm around thinking of someone. Who wants to date a jobless "probably living here" poor guy who happens to have some kind of delayed sleep phase syndrome? No hands yet? Maybe if I talk about football some more. Shawna tries to think though, and it's funny.
Give me a few months. I want to TA, assuming I'm in college and not just working in general. Having a stable job, no huge-gantic test hanging over me, and actually knowing where I'll be living in 2 months will do wonders. I mean, I can probably work that angle if I'm just an insomniac.
It's hard now though. My mom demands that instead of getting a part time job, I spend 4 hours per weekday studying. If I do that, I get food at least. If you know me, you know that 4 hours of studying is grade-A torture to me. I studied for the GMAT for approximately 20% of that and did very well. I'm doing it though, and the results are nasty. I'm running about 100 questions/day, and I've already started seeing a lot of repeat questions in the EIGHT THOUSAND QUESTION TEST BANK. At the rate I'm going, I'll cover, understand, and know roughly 4000 questions before I start on specific sections only just before the exam. This probably sounds neurotic, and that's ok. I get that alot.