"Two ethical considerations I took into account were consent - in that I told the participants the full aim of the study and then asked them if they were willing to take part - and the right to withdraw, in that the participant was fully aware that they could stop at any time with no questions asked and have very little fear in that I would chase them with a baseball bat for wasting my time and paper."

Coursework hurts my brain. *brain hurts*

*ten minutes later*

World of Warcraft is awesome. Sometimes I forget how awesome it is. I usually forget its awesomeness when I do a bit of solo questing with noone to talk to *sigh* but then Spooky comes online and I forget all about my bedtime as we go and do some Wyvern Killage and Skinnage, and we encountered the fearsome SAP BEAST! Which was just a giant pile of green goo. Sometimes I think Blizzard don't really try... It's like the strange love child of Final Fantasy's Flan with the Marlboro named Janice (or something like that... We never did pick a decent name as we wandered over to the topic of milkmen O_o)

Unfortunately as a decent picture has been blocked by the college blocker people who have nothing better to do than Block things *shaking fist* the only picture of the Sap Beast I have acquired is this:

Which doesn't show anything other than a pile of green goo... but then again, that's exactly what the Sap Beast is. (For all my insulting of the sap beast, I've actually become quite fond of it in all it's patheticness.)

I miss my coffee. I feel bad about abandoning it on the side, like an unloved puppy, going cold outside wondering why it wasn't good enough. You were good enough coffee! You were too good for me, I wasn't capable of the love you needed at that moment in time. I am the one in the wrong here. I pulled you away from all of your coffee friends, dressed you in a plastic cup, took half of your life and just left you on the side. Someone could stumble past and knock you over! You could fall to the floor and all your caffeiney goodness would just pour away unused and staining the stone floor like a bad movie crimescene with an overenthuasiastic fake blood applicator. *sob*

This is going to eat away at me for a while.

*goes to read some PB fanfiction, my newest obsession*

New fandoms are great, all that new fanfiction, fanvids and crazy manips and jokes that the fans have. I love it.

If only I could apply the kind of time and research I do on new fandoms to college work. I'd be an awesome student.

But a pretty boring one... (I've been inspired recently for a new fanfic, although it's just a variation of my previous themes... Nevertheless I could attempt some twist on it.)

I've been thinking about writing a post apocalyptic fanfic. I love all things Post Apocalyptic except I can't pick my favourite apocalypse inducer... Demons? Robots? Plagues? Weather? Zombies? Vampires? But they've all been done before... Perhaps I should think of a new one! How about the Apocalypse brought on by Unicorns. Angry angry unicorns.

Alright, it's lesson time. Byeee!