Well I've just noticed I forgot to sign in but as I'm actually working and only here for five minutes while I get more bloodsugar to be coherent:
using the guys here as research was actually helpful in that I use a lot of surveys. Mostly because, the kind of research I'm doing there isn't a lot of research in the area. But also because I was using a generational gap. This seemed a lot preferable than going to a bar or somewhere in St. Louis and asking a lot of guys (and girls) face to face those questions... I am a wee little girl and while I'd usually hand this part of the project over to my gay-boyfriend... he has his own work to do.
However, let's face it... I'm a lazy student. It would be ideal if I weren't one of those ultra competitive kids who's all about getting the A at any cost... but strangely I really am. (Obviously my theory is not all work and no play but...) So I also of course try to pick people I think may support my thesis. These are afterall stats and stats can be turned anyway you want them. Maybe it's unethical and I should rethink this - in fact, I'm sure it is, and one of these days when I'm not being graded but funded I will... until then tho' I may harass the boards (and other boards and all my friends) with surveys so I can get some stats to back up what I'm saying: or not back up what I'm saying and come to a different conclusion.
Strangely though, I did get the result I was looking for.
- Tragic
Survey
lol my friends probably do feel harassed. An example of a message I left one of them:
"Hiiii... you know you wanna come meet me tonight; I have another survey for you to take... you know you love me, come on..."
which is probably preferable to the other messages I leave him which run somewhere along the lines of "I'm weak and hungry - come play with me?" or something equally strange.
Yes... I am being slacktacular but... I'm too depressed to actually work. The words on the page stopped being coherent around the time I got feelings back after being numb. I'm also sober - I think is part of the problem. I should be intoxicated and the words will start to make sense again and I can think again... at the very least I will be numb again and my brain can start moving on to other things.
- Pixie.
"Hiiii... you know you wanna come meet me tonight; I have another survey for you to take... you know you love me, come on..."
which is probably preferable to the other messages I leave him which run somewhere along the lines of "I'm weak and hungry - come play with me?" or something equally strange.
Yes... I am being slacktacular but... I'm too depressed to actually work. The words on the page stopped being coherent around the time I got feelings back after being numb. I'm also sober - I think is part of the problem. I should be intoxicated and the words will start to make sense again and I can think again... at the very least I will be numb again and my brain can start moving on to other things.
- Pixie.