Decidedly Obscure Human Complaints.

Whoa. Guess who just received an e-mail saying: Congratulations! The Scientific Review Committee of the National Institutes of Health (NIH) Undergraduate Scholarship Program (UGSP) has identified you as a UGSP Scholar for the school year starting September 2013. As a UGSP Scholar you will receive a scholarship for qualified educational and living expenses up to $20,000 for this academic year, and you will be a paid research trainee at the NIH for the UGSP Summer 2013 Program. The UGSP is a highly competitive program … a nd you are one of 11 nationwide to become a UGSP Scholar. Your selection as a UGSP Scholar and the Committee’s willingness to support your scientific development speak highly of your accomplishments. THIS GUY. I am so excited about this . And astonished. Getting closer and closer to my goal to become a researcher in Social Psychology is so riveting. It wasn’t long ago that I had dropped out of high school and believed that college could never happen fo

Anonymous asked: Do you know if SRS is required in order to get ones gender legally changed with a court order? In my experience, SRS was not required to have my gender legally changed in the state of Utah. This might vary from state-to-state. However, I was not able to have my gender changed on a federal level without SRS. I don’t know how, exactly, SRS is defined for that purpose - but, for me, I haven’t pursued it further because I’m not necessarily interested in having my gender changed federally. Hope this helps.

Shopping for clothing has never been my top #1 favorite activity of all time in the universe. For as long as I can recall, it’s been an agonizing, everything-fits-funny pain in the schlum. Out of a gazillion + 2 shirts and pants, I’d be lucky to find something that fit right. Either the shirts were too straight or too stretched out or not long enough or - this has been the story for forever and beyond. Until last Saturday. Since I had top surgery last August, I haven’t shopped for new clothes. Er, I lie. I have. For multipacks of Hanes t-shirts and underoo’s. But those don’t count. For months now my dad has been whimpering about having no clothes. And I’ve been wearing the same ol’ white Hanes shirt and shorts combo every single day. Which is great if you’re Pee Wee Herman, Einstein, or Seth Brundle from The Fly, but. Despite the convenience of only having multiple pairs of one outfit, I finally cracked last Saturday and decided to dupe my father into going on a trip to the

Look what I found. Neat!

Between preparing for the GRE (standardized test for graduate school admission), doing my summer research project, taking classes, getting my graduate school application materials ready, and so on and so forth 24-consta-7, my poor blog has endured a great deal of neglect. Just fyi, this isn’t a state of perma-neglect. My blog is still alive and thriving and wondrous - just, fasting. On occasion. To detox! My summer research, by the way, was super rad. I’m just gonna say it. It was. I got IRB approval and recruited almost 400 people from all over the United States and have just begun to go over the results. And, low and behold, although preliminary, I’m discovering some really, reallly interesting stuff. And I have the awesome opportunity to continue this project into my senior year. My summer vacation thus far consists of waking up every morning at 7:30am on.the.dot. I go to coffee with my pOps, where we go over GRE math stuff. It’s been almost 13 years since I’ve had to dabble in