Epiphany again

So, in true me style, I've managed to change my career choice while lying in bed at like 1am. Again.

I've realized that I'm the kind of person that likes numbers, and turning things into numbers. If I have to play on people's emotions, I do it through calculation and probabilistic flow diagrams. I have a lot more fun acquainting myself with a new musical instrument than with a new female friend, and when I am forced to, then it's all graphs. As soon as I notice people walking past a certain spot, I automatically start placing variables above and below the line. My own productivity, especially with regards to music, is a carefully managed mood map accounting for chance and unexpected occurrences.

(with regards to the female friends, it's usually because they throw my equations waaaaay out of line with an incalculable Rkf, or Relationship Konstant (Females). Twice already I've had someone suddenly turn out to be interested in me when they, by all rights, shouldn't. Wait, three. No, four. um. nevermind.)

So, here goes nothing...