Like a Bird Without a Feather

...I know I have a chip on my shoulder.  Well one one each.  Helps keep me balanced out.  One of them is this superiority complex about my Chemistry major that I had.  It was quite difficult.  Sometimes people complain to me, or tell me that they are having a tough time, or they don't enjoy the major they have because of how tough it is, and how much work, and I almost spit my scotch all over my laptop.

I know I'm a jerk.  My friends who had education majors already know about this.  As anyone who knows me would know, I wouldn't keep my opinion to myself.  My friends in political science majors also get no sympathy.  I took the same courses they did, while taking quantum mechanics, and fail to see where the challenge in their major lay.

I wonder why I am this way sometimes, but most of the time when I'm being good about biting my tongue, I figure that is a good enough start.  Considering America is falling behind the rest of the world in things that matter, mathematics, the sciences (not psuedosciences like psych) and engineering, I suppose I have a reason to be upset when people with majors that don't make us competitive with the rest of the world complain.  Anyway's, biting my tongue... its a running start for me.

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In other news, if any attractive and or intelligent women would like to go to the Chicago Symphony Orchestra with me on Feb. 19th, let me know.