Anyway I got the guy doing the study (one of my classmates actually, much to my suprise) to take a picture of my hooked up the EEG, with like 3 dozen wires coming out of my head. They gave me 3 pills of unknown substance (placebo, depakote, or dilantin). I had to do some sort of fast-thinking thing which I totally fucked up at the end. Then about 500 questions about my personality and intelligence. I was apparently the first grad student out of 40 to know the definition to panacea, which is pretty goddamn sad.
After that I went to the mexican joint and dosed up on fajitas and XX amber. I'll post a pic of me in the wires when he emails it to me.
Oh and I saw that CSI thing the other night (0r the second half because I was waiting for ER). It was about as damning as i thought it'd be. The part I found really misrepresenting though, was how they portrayed 'furpiles' as a co-ed thing. Women fursuiters? HAHAHA, that made me laugh a little.