So, I have a crush on my professor. Is that classic or what? He's probably old enough to be my father, rich enough to be a sugar daddy, obnoxiously bad boy enough for me to be totally smitten. Yes, I have a problem with obnoxious bad boys. Seems to be my fatal flaw. Before I turned 24, I was totally into boy-next-door types. Yea, have had three bfs like that. Then was told by good friend K to explore the scene. Well now... as it seems I now am on the other end of the spectrum with the age thing and with the type of guy. They all get older and older... and badder and badder (if that is a word).
So the prof has an obssession with muscle cars, is a total narcissist, and is always in your face about economics. Complete belief that economists have the ultimate contriubution to the real world (minus maybe medical doctors) and thinks everything else is superfluous. He's 100x more arrogant than the most arrogant person you know. And he used "damn" maybe about 13 times in class today.

Am finding now, what an incentive it is to have many problems with my regression analyses... just so I can make use of those office hours :)